I notice that we don’t have that hair-rising, fear-inducing horror movies lately. Instead of creating a really creepy films, producers seem to think that flesh ripping is more profitable. So, when The Orphanage came, I’m a little glad.
Directed by Juan Antonio Bayona, this Spanish chiller has all the ingredients to make you grab the arm of the person sitting next to you. The story tells about a woman in her thirty named Laura (played by Belén Rueda) who came to a small town with her husband, Carlos (Played by Fernando Cayo) and her adopted son Simon (played by Roger Priacutencep) looking for the orphanage she grew up in. After she found it, it was already flat. She decided to rebuilt and run it. Now, that’s where all the scarry shits happenned.
Started with the missing of Simon, other creepy occurance come to alive. Apparation, slamed doors, clanged pipes and creaking walls are presented in a way that made me didn’t watch the movie alone.
The way they shoot is also quite good. They don’t just suddenly gave us the scarry parts. Instead, they tried to build it slowly yet powerfully. The empty corridors, shocked face, empty room again.
Although I can’t give it an A, a saturday night to watch this movie is an okay choice.