Annabelle: Creation – Review

Eddie Pasa

Contributor at Gunaxin
In 1977, a film named Star Wars came out that sparked the world's imagination and ignited the spirits of filmgoers everywhere. Caught up in that fervor was Eddie Pasa, a one-year-old brought to the theater by his parents; as one of his earliest memories, he cites this as the starting point for his love of cinema. He has seen thousands of movies in the intervening years, finally finding an outlet for his opinions in 2010, when Dean Rogers graciously gave him a yearlong stint at The Rogers Revue. This was followed by a two-year post at Reel Film News with William Ayres. Eddie is a member of the Washington DC Area Film Critics Association (WAFCA) and a member of the Online Film Critics Society (OFCS).
For those of you soured by the first film about Annabelle, the creepy doll from The Conjuring, take heart. Its follow-up, Annabelle: Creation may well be one of the scariest modern horror movies in existence. Strong words indeed, given how disappointing the first film turned out. However, it's the talent behind the camera which makes the difference here, and the series couldn't ask for a better gift than Lights Out director Gary F. Sandberg. True, his feature-length adaptation of his short film Lights Out fell short in a few ways, but it wasn't for a lack of trying on his part. Sandberg turned in commendable work from Eric Heisserer's screenplay which painted him into a corner. This time out, Gary Dauberman's script gives Sandberg avenues for flexing his well-tuned acumen for frights galore, all while still finding time to make a full meal out of scraps. No insult is meant by the last half of the preceding sentence. Take it as a testament of how the script gives us just enough story and characterization before taking off at dangerous speeds. Don't want to be bothered with backstories and dramatics? Most of the targets of the demon's wrath in this film are orphans, so we're not weighted down with much exposition. Want a reason why the parent figures are weird? Show something horrible happening to them in the film's prologue. The script takes care of itself, and that's where Sandberg takes over and lets the film run riot. It's set up like a Halloween house of horrors, where each brush with the supernatural gets worse and worse until we're all screaming in terror. Sandberg pumps the film full of body-tightening tension with each creakily-opening door, each heavy footstep, and every appearance of a ghost or wraithlike figure. (Author's note: I usually decry talking in movie theaters, but I was actually grateful for some of the tension-leavening smartass remarks some of the audience members had. Thankfully, the audience's screams were just as plentiful.) An underlying thread in all of these movies is that the malevolent spirit preys on the broken. (Well, maybe except for Annabelle, where the victims were an upwardly mobile yuppie couple and their newborn, which is where Annabelle lost its way.) The Conjuring had a family isolated from the world whose patriarch wasn't winning enough bread. The Conjuring 2 featured a newly-divorced woman and her three children. Now, we have the meekest of the meek, discarded children with no parents to guide them. If that wasn't enough, Janice (Talitha Bateman) is stuck with braces on her legs and walking with crutches as a result of the polio epidemic of the 1950s. We watch as the spirit singles her out almost immediately as she sets foot in the house where she and the others have been sent, and it grows ever more uncomfortable from there. One of the house's many rooms is locked, "and it will stay that way," warns the orphans' benefactor, Sam Mullins (Anthony LaPaglia); it's not a…

Annabelle: Creation



Annabelle: Creation may well be one of the scariest modern horror films in existence.