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7/29/2012

ON THE HILL OF ROSES – Stefan Grabinski


July 2012
Hardcover
134 pages

From the standpoint of English-speaking world, Eastern and central Europe remain The Dark Domain teeming with creatures unknown and unknowable. The Iron Curtain has long gone, but the language barrier remains, and numerous great authors, living and dead, still dwell in the shadows of obscurity, waiting for their works to be translated into English. Stefan Grabinski (1887-1936) is just one of such writers still waiting for a full recognition.
In his native Poland he was an oddity while alive, at the dawn of the 20th century. He was a writer without roots, without tradition to rely on, an outcast. One Polish reviewer noted: "His short stories could easily be translations realized beyond our borders." His predilection to imaginative, dark fantastic and poetic horror made him a foreigner in his own country. He wrote: "For nine years no one deigned to notice I was creating a new type of literature previously unknown in Poland, that I was a pioneer of fantastique in the strictest meaning of the word, a neo-romantic fantastique of a spontaneous and autonomous character." Typically, he is one of those authors rediscovered and recognized only long after their death.
His tales are told "in an old-fashioned style evoking the bygone era of provincial pre-war Poland, mixing elements of the supernatural with realistically depicted scenery, filled with a lingering lyricism suddenly rent by violent images, and laced with a menacing sense of entrapment and frustrated eroticism", as a foreword to one of his collections says. Sadly, his fate in the English-speaking world seems consigned to rare, pricey, slim, hard-to-find small press editions such as Motion Demon (2005) and In Sarah's House (2007). The only English edition of his tales which was substantial in both number of stories collected (not less than 11!) and number of copies printed, with a reasonable price and tolerable availability, remains The Dark Domain (1993) from Dedalus.
The latest collection of his stories, On the Hill of Roses, has just been published by Hieroglyphic Press: it is a lovingly produced, slim but beautiful volume, sewn and jacketed hardcover limited to 300 copies. This means that if you're intrigued by this review, better hurry before it's sold out.
            The contents are made of the full selection of Grabinski's original edition of On the Hill of Roses (Na wzgorzu roz, 1918) – plus one additional tale, "Projections", from his 1930 collection Passion (Namietnosc). These 134 pages contain a solid introduction into Grabinski's world of eccentric, alienated characters in the grip of either insanity or fantastic events which bring them to the verge of losing their minds – or lives. In either case, just as in Poe's best stories, they try to remain lucid and to analyze that which refuses to be named and defined; they try to contain the uncontainable, to understand that which surpasses them, and are usually crushed by the dark forces from within or without.
            On the Hill of Roses opens with a Foreword by Mark Samuels and a helpful Introduction by Miroslaw Lipinski, Grabinski's leading translator and proponent. These are the stories within the beautiful covers designed by Eleni Tsami.
            On the Hill of Roses: A solitary man is attracted to a walled-in garden with opulent scents. But there is a ghostly secret waiting there, and another smell – smell of death – becomes more prominent towards the end.
The Frenzied Farmhouse: This archetypal story of a Bad Place (TM) somewhat prefigures Lovecraft's "The Colour from out of Space" – although the origin of the "evil" which affects the inhabitants of a secluded farm remains shrouded in mystery: "K. maintained that in certain places certain events had to occur. In other words, that places exist whose character, nature and spirit await the fulfillment of events connected with them..." 
On a Tangent: A man's obsession with omens and signs turns into a self-fulfilling prophecy, and he is led i.e. he leads himself through a series of "accidental" encounters and portents to a grimly grotesque conclusion. 
Strabismus: A rather unconventional story of a split personality (or is it a Doppelganger? or a spirit possession?) about a man pestered by his complete opposite, and later haunted by his spirit from a walled-in room next to his own. This story is also in The Dark Domain. All the others are available in English for the first time in this collection.
Shadow: A man looking for a meaning of life and working on a treatise on "Symbols in nature" comes across a strange unmoving shadow image on a window of an isolated cabin in the woods. Intrigued by the mystery of the figures frozen in the act of violence, he befriends the old man who inhabits it, hoping to unravel the secret of the shadowy crime from the past... A haunting tale in more senses than one.
At the Villa by the Sea: Another atmospheric story about a past crime which refuses to stay in the past. A man's visit to his old friend at his isolated villa awakens the "ghost" of a poet killed there many years ago who won't stay buried.
Projections: Another lonely bachelor comes to his doom, this time through his attraction to the ruins of an old nunnery and to the signs of past Satanic shenanigans in its dungeons. The ending is original in its sadism and uncommonly gory for otherwise mostly restrained Grabinski.
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On the Hill of Roses offers a number of delightfully old-school tales of the dark fantastic and chilly horrific which, at the beginning of the 20th century, created the missing link towards such later practitioners in the similar vein, like Robert Aickman and Thomas Ligotti. If you like them, you should definitely treat yourself with some Grabinski. He looms like a shadow from out of time and from behind the iron curtain – a spicy, exotic, Slavic Catholic taste of horror for demanding palates. His doom and gloom will certainly be refreshing in the midst of the feelgood light entertainment that passes for "horror" these days.   
Note: Some of the illustrations inspired by Grabinski's works used in this post are by Ryszard Wojtynski; more of them, here.

12/18/2011

THE BARON / O BARAO (2011)

Directed by Edgar Pêra;
Produced by Ana Costa;
Screenplay by Luísa Costa Gomes, mr. Pêra, based on the novella by Branquinho da Fonseca, O Barão;
Music by Vozes da Rádio;
Director of photography: Luís Branquinho;
Art director: Fernando Areal;
Starring Nuno Melo, Marcos Barbosa, Leonor Keil.

GHOUL RATING:
***(*)
4-

The Baron is a Portuguese film shot in retro-modern-scope, in glorious high contrast Black and White, boasting to be "a 2-D film by Edgar Pêra". One could say that it is modern precisely in its anti-modernity. It is almost impossible to describe this film without relying on comparisons: The Baron looks and feels like a weird re-enactment of a 1930s horror film through the arty lense of a very talented modern director – something along the lines of Almereyda's Nadja, Merhige's Begotten and Maddin's Dracula: Pages from a Virgin's Diary. There are also droning soundscapes and grotesquely nightmarish non-sequitur situations in which humor and horror are disquietingly close reminiscent of David Lynch. 
The key overall effect is instability. Nothing in the world directed by Edgar Pêra is permanent: the images dissolve or overlap, the lights and darkness come and go, a huge room is suddenly shrunk to a black solitary cell... Nothing is stable. The same goes for his narrative, with only the vaguest respect to linearity and conventional logic. The events are governed by dream logic, and The Baron may easily be one of the most oneiric narrative films in recent times – or perhaps since the days of Jean Cocteau.
For those yearning for plot, here's the essence: it all starts like Kafka's The Castle, with a frail-looking school inspector visiting a remote ("off the maps") village whose name he's forgotten. Unlike K. he is almost forced into the towering prison-like structure and brought to the powerful Baron who governs the region through fear. Just in case there's any doubt, he keeps repeating: "I'm the one in charge!" What follows after the inspector's arrival to the Castle is a series of increasingly nightmarish scenarios, although the terrors are rarely specific. As in the films produced by Val Lewton in the 1940s (humorously alluded to in the prologue), few are the scenes of direct horror, yet the sense of foreboding and doom hangs over all.  
The center of it, of course, is the Baron himself: as played by Nuno Melo, he is one of the most charismatic and memorable "gothic" villains ever since Klaus Kinski had his larger-than-life role in Nosferatu (1979). It is a performance which cannot be praised enough: the entire film hangs on Mr Melo's strong sholders and his commanding, scene-stealing presence haunts the screen even when he is not visible. His Baron is a force of nature and a joy to watch (from a safe distance, that is)! The other players are very fine indeed, but inevitably overshadowed by the iconic presence of Nuno Melo.
Of course, Edgar Pêra as the veteran avant-garde director, Luís Branquinho as his trusted director of photography and Fernando Areal as art director (with his sparse, heavily stylized sets) are equally prominent stars of The Baron. Their job in creating this world of floating shadows and vague nightmares of oppression (political and existential, almost metaphysical) is nothing short of amazing. This is a daring, original and highly memorable work of a true visionary and demands the audience ready and willing to be surprised by something unconventional and new. 
This, however, doesn't mean that the film is all about doom and gloom and slowburning terrors: it is also very funny in its own idiosyncratic and eccentric ways. Its playful absurdities are channeling Kafka's insight of the proximity between horror and humor, and its vision of the world is at the same time very dark, and somewhat tongue-in-cheek, too.
This review is based on the film's screening at Vienna's Slashfest, where Mr Pera was a delightful guest. His next film will be a very original adaptation of H. P. Lovecraft's The Horror at Red Hook seen as a parable of racism. Let's pray to the Elder Gods that this happens soon!

Here is the trailer:

This review originally published at Beyond Hollywood.

12/21/2010

100 BEST EUROPEAN HORROR FILMS


edited by Steven Schneider
British Film Institute, London, 2007

I had the honor to give a small contribution to this excellent selection by, first suggesting a film to the editor, and then writing about it. The title in question is the only Serbian film included in this prestigeous company - Déjà vu (Već Vidjeno, 1987) by Goran Marković.
Here is the list of all the films included, accompanied by MY RATINGS for each title – those are the usual Ghoul ratings, from Worthless (*) to Masterpiece (*****).


Anatomy
**(*)

Angst
****

Autopsy
**(*)

Awful Dr. Orloff, The
**

Beast, The
***

Bell of Hell, The
***

Beyond the Darkness
***

Beyond, The
***(*)

Bird with the Crystal Plumage, The
***

Blood and Black Lace
***

Blood and Roses
**(*)

Blood Splattered Bride, The
**(*)

Bloody Pit of Horror
**(*)

Cabinet of Dr. Calgari, The
****

Cannibal Ferox
***

Cannibal Holocaust
****

Cannibal Man
**(*)

Castle of Terror, The
***

Church, The
***

City of the Living Dead
***(*)

Curse of the Devil
**

Dark Waters
****

Daughters of Darkness
****

Day of the Beast, The
****

Deep Red
****

Deep River Savages
**

Déjà vu (Već Vidjeno)
***(*)
 
Dellamorte Dellamore
****

Demons
***

Diabolical Dr. Z, The
**(*)

Diaboliques, Les
**(*)

Don't Torture a Duckling
**(*)

Door with Seven Locks, The
**

Eyeball
**

Eyes Without a Face
****

Fascination
**(*)

Four Flies on Grey Velvet
***

Funny Games
***

Girl Who Knew Too Much, The
**

Golem, The
****

High Tension
****(*)

Horrible Secret of Dr. Hichcock, The
***

Hour of the Wolf
***

House that Screamed, The
**(*)

House with Laughing Windows, The
***

Hunchback of the Morgue
**(*)

In a Glass Cage
****

Inferno
***(*)

Kill, Baby…Kill
***(*)

Laurin
**(*)

Let Sleeping Corpses Lie
***

Lips of Blood
**(*)

Lisa and the Devil
***

Malefique
***

Man Bites Dog
*****

Mark of the Devil
**

Mark of the Wolfman, The
**

Mask of the Demon
****

Mill of the Stone Women
***

Nameless, The
***

Nekromantik
***

Next!
**(*)

Nightwatch
***

Nosferatu
*****

Nosferatu the Vampyre
****

Opera
***

Ordeal, The
**(*)

Orgy of the Vampires
**(*)

People Who Own the Dark, The
**(*)

Perfume of the Lady in Black
***

Possession
****

Rabid Grannies
**

Raisins of Death
**

Return of the Wolfman
**

Schramm
***

Seven Blood-Stained Orchids
***

Short Night of Glass Dolls
***

Spirits of the Dead
***

Stendhal Syndrome, The
***

Succubus
**

Suspiria
****

Tenant, The
****

Tenebre
***

The Lift
**

Thesis
***(*)

Tombs of the Blind Dead
**(*)

Torso
**(*)

Twitch of the Death Nerve
***

Valerie and Her Week of Wonders
***

Vampires, The
***

Vampyre
****

Vanishing, The
***

Vij
**(*)

What Have You Done to Solange?
**

Whip and the Body, The
****

White Reindeer
***

Who Saw Her Die?
**(*)

Witch, The
***

Zeder
****

Zombie Flesh Eaters
***

2/21/2010

INTERVIEW WITH THOMAS MOLDESTAD ('FRITT VILT')

INTERVIEW WITH THOMAS MOLDESTAD

SCREENWRITER OF THE NORWEGIAN HORROR 'FRITT VILT' (COLD PREY, 2006)

by Dejan Ognjanovic

GROSSMANN FILM FESTIVAL (2007) presented a number of independent, low budget and horror films in a small Slovenian town Ljutomer. One of those was 'FRITT VILT' (COLD PREY, 2006), a Norwegian slasher which ended up winning the top prize of the festival, THE OLD VICIOUS CAT for a feature film. The award was received by THOMAS MOLDESTAD, who was responsible for the derivative, uninspired and by-the-numbers screenplay about a group of young snow-boarders who end up isolated in an abandoned mountain resort where a masked killer starts killing them (mostly off-screen). Solid acting and excellent photography somewhat redeem its tired plot, but its main selling point remains the fact that it's one of few horrors to come from this country.

Here's what Mr. Moldestad had to say in an exclusive interview to Dejan Ognjanovic (conducted in 2007).


-How did this project start? What was the initial idea? Why horror – why this kind of (slasher) horror?

I was, actually, a bit of a hired hand. One of the producers came up with the idea of a group of young snow-boarders and of some gruesome killer who would be killing them. His synopsis was nothing like the final film, and the director, whom I knew from film school, asked: "Can you write a horror film in three weeks?" and I said "No", and he said: "Can you try?" So I wrote the first version, and again it was nothing like the final film. A few more drafts later and we got there. There was a lot of collaboration from the director and producers, lots of meetings and feedback, and the very final polish, the shooting script, the director did it, I had nothing to do it. The entire ending is completely his. So, I can't take the credit for the inspiration or the idea behind it, I was hired to write the script.


-Was it difficult to raise finances for a film like this in Norway?

In Norway we have a budgeting system that, if you can get half of the budget, the Film Fund gives you the rest. If you have a reasonable budget, like COLD PREY, which is really a medium budget film, the producers were good at raising the money for it.

-So, you didn't have any problem convincing producers that Norwegians would like to see a domestic horror film?

No, because this particular financing system is devoted to helping such projects.

-What was your previous experience with the horror genre? Do you have any personal liking towards the genre? How familiar were you with it and would you care to be associated with it in the future?

I feel very comfortable within the horror genre, absolutely. I'm not the great connoisseur like some of the people at this festival, but it is a genre that I'm very fond of. Some of my favorite films are in this genre, like THE TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE, JAWS, THE EXORCIST, EVIL DEAD 2, THE OMEN.


-Almost all the movies you mentioned are from the '70s, but the movie that you made is more akin to the post-SCREAM teen slashers of the late '90s.

Sure, you always have to be aware of the audience, and the audience has seen all this from the '70ies. You don't work in the vacuum. My inspiration is certainly older than the recent cycle of films.

-What can you tell us about the cultural background. We're not really used to seeing horror films from Norway. Are there any horrors from your country worth mentioning?

There is one classic, whose title would translate as LAKE OF THE DEAD. I haven't seen it. I believe it was made in the '60ies or thereabouts. I should know this, but I don't.

-Are there any more recent horrors?

There was one that could be translated as WILD WOODS, from the late nineties or around the millennium. I guess it would be a kind of slasher, but it's very soft compared to our film. There is a group of people in the woods, and there is an unseen threat killing them off. Something like BLAIR WITCH PROJECT meets FRIDAY THE 13TH.

-Is the threat supernatural, or is the killer just a regular psycho with no supernatural powers?

He's not supernatural, it's just a guy killing people. It is similar in some respects to COLD PREY.

-What was the response to COLD PREY in your country, and how about foreign festivals and distribution?

It was originally surprisingly well received by the Norwegian critics, and it was the second highest grossing of a domestic film in cinemas of last year. It was seen by, roughly, a quarter of a million people. It's been released in several countries, but it's too early to tell, it only premiered in Norway less than a year ago, so we still have to see how it does abroad. I heard recently that it was in the top ten in Mexico City, which blew me away. It is showing in Spain, in Ecuador…

-Was it shown in America, and are there at least plans for a DVD?

I think they're still negotiating that. From what I'd heard, it was very well received in some American festivals. It was shown at Slamdance.

-So, is there a possible sequel in the works? Or some other genre film that you're working on?

We're certainly thinking about it, and it's something we'd want to do. Right now I don't have any other horror, or even violent thriller kind of projects lined up.

12/16/2009

ON EVIL GROUNDS (Auf bösem Boden, 2007)

ON EVIL GROUNDS

(Auf bösem Boden, 2007)

Directed by Peter Koller

Starring: Aleksandar Petrovic, Kari Rakkola, Birgit Stauber


GHOUL RATING: ** (2)


Romeo and Juliet – a couple that has a very odd perception of their relationship – decide to buy a loft situated in a remote and run-down factory. Don't we all dream of just such places for ourselves? Unfortunately, the secret owner of the factory, and his buddy, the real-estate agent, turn out to be sadistic serial killers (aren't they all?) in the habit of capturing and torturing young and innocent couples. Why? Because they're sick bastards, that's why! Too bad Romeo and Juliet are everything but docile victims…


In John Guare's play 'Six Degrees of Separation' a character wonders: "Why is it nowadays that imagination is replaced by style?" That's the same question I had in mind while watching ON EVIL GROUNDS, a flick definitely NOT made for those who frequent theatre.


Of course, there's nothing wrong with the 'style over substance' approach: there are some auteurs who made entire careers out of it, like, say, Italian horror-maestro Dario Argento. Still, something tells me that Peter Koller would prefer to be compared to some lower-level purveyors of 'stylish' violent flicks, like Robert Rodriguez or Guy Ritchie. And, to be frank, ON EVIL GROUNDS is not too far from their kind of filmmaking: violence is 'fun', violence is 'cool', bad-ass characters are so sexy, so let's cram as many tough-guys and sleazebags into one movie and have them beat and shoot each other to death in ways as spectacular as the budget would allow.


But, one of the problems of this particular flick is that there was no budget in sight, so the director had to make do with only three main characters, plus four or five side characters, all of it confined to one cheap location. Not the most spectacular set up, indeed, but hey, guess what: Tom and Jerry chased each other through just a couple of rooms, that was it, and still it was fun to watch them beat each other. Inventiveness and gleeful sadism were quite sufficient for entertainment even within a limited setting. Now, Mr. Koller describes his movie with a tag-line "Sergio Leone meets Tom and Jerry." But would you care to watch a cartoon in which Jerry is captured for the 4/5 of the running time, while Tom can't think of anything better than to punch him (just once!) with a crowbar and do some innocuous target practice on his head? That's what happens here: Bald Romeo (Aleksandar Petrovic) is dug into the ground up to his neck, and spends most of the time cursing and grimacing like there's no tomorrow. He just doesn't know when to shut his mouth: it's wide open even while the psycho (literally) pisses into his face!


So, our 'hero' (previously seen to be equally despicable as the psycho) is immobile for the most of the flick. The psycho (Kari Rakkola) is woefully unimaginative in his 'torturing' ways, and no budget can be blamed for the poor imagination. Julia doesn't do much, either. Her main scene will be funny to you only if you find the rape funny, as Koller seems to. First she's shown teasing the psycho ('She was asking for it!'), and when he finally takes her from behind and starts humping, he's groaning like a pig while Julia is making 'funny' faces and director accompanies all of that with some 'funny' music. Ho-ho-ho! Your belly will hurt with laughing! (And if so, you know who you are!)

OK, maybe Koller had to be economical with his leads and kept them for the end. How about some funny torture porn with those side-characters? Not here, kids. Mr. Koller is cheating at his own game: he was teasing us with the sight of two previously captured and bloodied hippies in chains. You expected some SAW-like contraptions? Or at least Tom and Jerry contraptions for their demise? SPOILER: No way; they're dispatched with two measly bullets, and that's all. Within 30 seconds the director kills-off 3 out of 4 cannon-fodder 'characters' with the oh-so-boring gunshots! END OF SPOILER!


We're promised a blood-soaked orgy of sadism: what we get is an orgy of extreme close-ups of cartoonish grimaces, 'funny' noises, uninspired, misguided and/or just not funny gags. All of this infantile mess may be amusing to (pre)teens with disturbed behavior (psychopaths in the making), but I'd find it a really sad testament to the world we live in if I heard of a grown up person who enjoyed ON EVIL GROUNDS. It manages the rare trick to both suck and blow, i.e. to be at the same time underwhelming and too exaggerating. It's not good at what it tries to be (violent, brutal, offensive and funny), and what it tries to be is not that admirable in the first place.


On the positive side, Koller shows off a solid talent for direction, what with all those fancy odd angles, close-ups, crazy editing and the stuff. His short film, SKRYPT announced a talented filmmaker who cares more about polished surfaces (excellent photography) than about anything remotely resembling substance, and his debut feature, ON EVIL GROUNDS is a further proof of his strengths and weaknesses. As for the Leone part in that tag-line: are you kidding? Let's just forget that one of the greatest film directors of all times was even mentioned in connection with this Austrian psycho-flick, and stick to the Tom and Jerry part instead. The amount of talent exhibited here is quite sufficient to be used as a calling card for Hollywood. With his inclination towards cartoons, perhaps Koller might be an ideal director of the likes of SCOOBY DOO 3 or GARFIELD 2. Good luck!



11/17/2009

LET THE RIGHT ONE IN aka LÅT DEN RÄTTE KOMMA IN (2008)

LET THE RIGHT ONE IN aka LÅT DEN RÄTTE KOMMA IN


(Sweden, 2008)


Directed by Tomas Alfredson.

Screenplay, John Ajvide Lindqvist, based on his novel.

With: Kare Hedebrant, Lina Leandersson, Per Ragnar, Henrik Dahl, Karin Bergquist...

Camera (color, widescreen), Hoyte van Hoytema;

Music, Johan Soderqvist;

Running time: 114 MIN.


GHOUL RATING: 4+


There are special effects that no Hollywood blockbuster can create, and magic that no money can buy. It is the magic of humanity that no CGI can recreate or substitute – the magic of perfectly cast actors whose alchemy transcends (and renders laughable) the puerile "special effects" of the generic horror products. LET THE RIGHT ONE IN lets the right kind of magic into its horror story and transcends the genre. It is immaterial whether you like horror or not: it is simply a great film.


Kåre Hedebrant plays Oscar, a blond bullied boy who dreams of revenge: the first words we hear from him are: "Squeal now. Squeal like a pig." Later he will re-enact the "Are you talking to me" routine from THE TAXI DRIVER. But he's not a psycho: he's just trying to survive and remain sane in the cold, unfriendly environment.


Lina Leandersson, as raven-haired Eli, comes to the rescue. She warns him right from the start that they cannot be friends, but their loneliness drives them together anyway. The reason she warns him away is that she is not a girl. She is a vampire. She is "twelve, more or less." She's been twelve for quite a while. Lina Leandersson plays the tortured soul driven by bloodlust with a heartbreaking convincingness: she's vulnerable, doomed and sad, but also pretty scary when she gets hungry. And while some minor (wire and CGI) effects are used for the scenes of Eli's violent attacks and super-human jumps, the real magic shines in her quiet scenes with Oscar. The way they talk. The way she looks at him with her large black eyes. The way their bodies move to the gramophone music played when his mother is away. There lies the real magic of this film, and no teen supermodel TV star cute faces in "cool" leather outfits jumping around to the loud techno beats pretending to be vampires and accompanied by CGI extravaganzas can ever hope to approach that.


In terms of originality, LET THE RIGHT ONE IN does not rank very high. We've already seen prepubescent vampires frozen in time, say, in AN INTERVIEW WITH A VAMPIRE and in NEAR DARK. We've seen bullied boys in countless teen horror flicks in the past decades. We've seen a far more gruesome exsanguination and dismemberment scene in the crime thriller PUSHER 3 than the horror film we're talking about. Yet, the performances of the two young stars hold this film together and make even the familiar situations seem fresh and enchanting. Because, above all, this is a coming of age story, a serious and heartfelt teen drama and a touching story of friendship and love which transcend all boundaries. The horror tropes are there just to accenuate the teen angst that anyone can relate to. Most of us have never tasted blood, but we can all relate to hunger. Most of us have felt diferrent from the crowd and in need of a special other's friendship, acceptance and love. Few of us have killed, but all of us have wanted someone dead at some point in our lives. Let the one who hasn't imagined his enemy squealing like a pig throw the first stone. LET THE RIGHT ONE IN has tender human heart beating behind its Swedish suburban landscape and its blood-spattered snow. It is a great film that anyone who's alive, and all of the undead, can relate to.


Its cinematography and direction are superb in a subtle manner which does not draw attention to itself: everything, including special make-up effects, is subordinated to characters and story. By providing characters you'll fall in love with and story you'll care about, LET THE RIGHT ONE IN is that rare instance in modern horror: a film with a heart and soul that manages to be touching, magical, thought-provoking and creepy all at the same time. Highly recommended!