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Director: Takashi Shimizu
Starring: Chikara Ishikura, Kanji Tsuda, Kayoko Shibata, Megumi Okina, Misa Uehara, Misaki Ito
Screenplay: Takashi Shimizu
Music: Gary Ashiya, Shiro Sato
Country: Japan
AKA: Ju-On |
Ever since the release of Ringu took the horror world by storm back in the late
Nineties, Japanese horror films (popularly dubbed
J-Horror) have been both a dime a dozen and very
fickle things in nature. You will get people who
rant and rave about how awesome J-Horror is, and
how it's better than the Western horror being
released (something of a contentious argument, but
the opinions exist nonetheless), and you will get
those who feel the exact opposite (ditto), but then
again, you will get those who just don't give
a shit either way and want something good and scary
to watch. I happen to fall into this bracket. I
don't care where it comes from, just so long
as it's scary or a decent watch.
Now, when Ju-on (then titled
simply The Grudge in English)
was making waves overseas a few years back, the
ripples of said waves inevitably found my ears,
causing them to prick. "…A new horror
flick from Japan that's as scary as Ringu/The
Ring!" was what I was hearing most
commonly, sometimes even the boastful "better
than The Ring!" came up
as well. So, I waited and waited and as soon as Ju-on was released here, it was
in my hands and heading straight for the DVD player.
I was excited.
An hour and a half later, I was a bit disappointed.
When you cut through it all, The Grudge comes off simply as a meandering and somewhat
confusing series of interwoven vignettes that
saves itself by using all the clichés in
the Big Book of Ghost Movie Devices in a very
effective manner. It plays, as most of these films
do, more on the drawn out scares (actually dread
is probably more appropriate), forcing you to
look at something by keeping it on screen, rather
than flashing it at you from the dark and hiding
it again before you can see how fake it is or
how much CGI it's comprised of, and while
it does this very well, as the film progresses,
it starts to feel a little bit like Jason Voorhees
syndrome. Though The Grudge is
shots ahead of the majority of Jason's antics,
what I mean by this is that it feels as though
the creative forces behind The Grudge had an idea for a terrifying visual (or series
of) and then tried to work out what to put around
it, and while I know that this is the basis for
most creative concepts (idea built upon idea), The Grudge feels somewhat empty
in spite of it's fairly complex structure.
As I said, The Grudge's
story is broken up into a series of intertwining
vignettes all centred around a house where a savage
murder took place. I won't go into to much
detail as there is something of a twist involved,
but each of the stories links in with a central
story, that of Nishina Rika, a volunteer social
worker who has come to check in on an elderly
woman living in the aforementioned house. The
old woman inside is a vegetable and the house
is a wreck, but what disturbs Rika the most is
the fact that in a cold, upstairs bedroom, one
of the wardrobes has been closed and sealed with
duct tape. Curiosity piqued, she opens the closet
and inadvertently releases a sinister force linked
to the house's past. Needless to say, this
evil force gets a hold of some people you aren't
exactly given much time to care about and fucks
them up J-Horror style (for the uninitiated: minimal
gore, maximum creep-out factor), and it's
not long before the police are both involved and
baffled by what's going on… except
one. The former detective that was involved in
the investigation surrounding the murder in the
house, soon finds himself involved, and when the
spirit does the unthinkable (in terms of ghost
movie rules and tradition) and leaves the house
to get him, Rika realises that she's no
longer safe. The rest is pretty straight forward.
As it stands, The Grudge is
not a bad film, actually, it's quite a well
made piece of cinema, it's just that it
suffers in my mind from the fact that we've
already had Ringu, Dark
Water, and (if you were lucky enough
to see it before the U.S. snapped it up for remaking) Kairo/The Pulse. Ringu was a groundbreaking horror
film for all of us outside Japan, as it simultaneously
introduced the Western World to what would become
a huge new wave in horror film making, and set
the benchmark for Japanese horror (here at least). Dark Water was a huge letdown;
as it fell into the trappings of it's own
hype, having followed Ringu here
as both a film release and a creative follow-up,
and Kairo, which not too many
people have yet had the chance to see, was great
– far better than Dark Water,
and a great little twist on the J-Ghost phenomena.
Then along comes The Grudge.
It had all the signs of being a good J-horror,
but the problem was, even in spite of lowered
standards thanks largely to the deluge of mediocre
Asian horror releases in the wake of Ringu, The Grudge failed to topple Ringu as the best J-horror had to offer, as so many
had been touting it would. To me, it felt as though
it was trying to out-creep Ringu,
and though it does have some brilliant moments
of horror (hand in the shower and pretty much
everything else that leads up to the bed-crawl
sequence), it's almost as though that was
really all it was trying to do – topple Ringu with creepiness.
Now, I'm very happy to completely admit
that there is a significant amount of bias here. Ringu set the standard for me,
but I have the feeling that had I seen The
Grudge before Ringu,
my review would be in a much more positive light,
hence why I must reiterate the fact that it's
not a bad film. It's well worth seeing,
but if you've already seen Ringu,
don't expect something that will blow it
out of the water as so many have claimed. It probably
is worth seeing if you've only watched the
American remake though, and a great way for you
to get into J-horror, if you haven't already
done so.
Just for those who are interested: the Sam Raimi-produced
remake is pretty similar to the original, in spite
of Bill Pullman, Ted Raimi and Sarah Michelle
Gellar. It's nowhere near as inspired a
remake as The Ring, and straddles
the line of being too much of the same thing –
ala Gus Van Sant's 1998 Psycho remake – but I suppose that's what
you get when you have the original's director
make it for you… who already made the film
two or three times before. |