Any hack can knock out a parody of a genre movie. All you
have to do is closely observe a straight version of, say, a horror
story, then imitate it by peppering jokes throughout. In summer
camp we used to satirize commercials all the time because
commercials, like so many horror movies, are virtually parodies in
themselves. But it takes talent to write the real thing: a
"Nosferatu," a "Phantom of the Opera," a "Golem." Given the
junk that's been splashing across the screens since at least the
1950's--the Godzillas, the Frankensteins, the Draculas, with sons,
brides and ghosts of same--we don't wonder that the movies
mocking them are equally bad: "Scream 2," "Scary Movie 2," you
know the rest.
That's why it's such a pleasure to see a chic ghost story, not
unlike the kind we heard our counselors tell around the campfire
during the summers of our childhood. "The Others" is pure class,
a gem of a poltergeist prevarication, featuring the reliably grade-A
acting of Nicole Kidman who, as Grace, the owner of a spooky
house in the English island of Jersey, resembles no one so much
as Grace Kelly or Ingrid Bergman. "The Others" is so carefully
drawn, avoiding the usual kitsch false alarms of teen-targeted
trepidation, with such a great twist in its concluding segment, that
we wouldn't be surprised to see it open in art houses as well as in
major commercial theaters on August 10th.
By coincidence, the story, which opens in the year 1945, is
driven by a concept that could have been torn from yesterday's
news story--the one about the suicide of the wife of former
German chancellor Helmut Kohl. Apparently the poor woman had
a rare disease whereby she could not expose herself to sunlight.
Like Dracula, she had to confine herself indoors lest she
experience terrible pain. The claustrophobic existence was too
much for her and she was found hanged by her own hand. In like
manner, Grace has two children, Anne (Alakina Mann) and
Nicholas (James Bentley), afflicted with a similar ailment requiring
that all windows in the large and deteriorating Jersey mansion be
curtained and, to protect them from electric lights, before opening
a door to another room, the door to the present room must first be
shut. The distressing, if accustomed, life of the manor is about to
change dramatically when three servants arrive, the elderly Mrs.
mills (Fionnula Flanagan), the mute, young Lydia (Elaine
Cassidy), and an aging gardener, Mr. Tuttle (Eric Sykes).
Though Alejandro Amenabar helms the unconventional film in
Spain standing in for the English island of Jersey, the setting is a
standard as they come. Fog embraces the landscape as far as
the eye can see even as the story stays away from the hackneyed
dark and stormy nights. We get our first clue that something evil
is in the house when the servants themselves begin plotting with
one another to make some interesting changes in their status.
The thrills and chills take off, particularly when Anne, who comes
across as streetwise despite her lack of access to, well, the
streets, begins to notice the ghostly presence of a young man
named Viktor whom no one else can see. There are intruders in
the house! Given the care that Mr. Amenabar takes in developing
the story, we come to care about the characters. We want to
shout out and warn the increasingly frightened Grace that evil
lurks and that perhaps she should abandon the mansion and take
a pad in London's Soho district, but we again understand that she
is staying in the house of horrors only to protect her youngsters
from seeing the light--which she herself cannot see, as it turns
out.
Though Christopher Eccleston as Grace's husband Charles is
given second billing, he gets little to do. Fionnula Flanagan as the
scheming Mrs. Mills becomes the center of audience fear in her
remarkable portrayal of a domestic who seems increasingly
determined to overthrow the demeaning role she must take as
cook to the coiffed and overbearing mistress of the house.
Alakina Mann stands out as well in the role of a kid who is
alternately rebellious and frightened of the trespasser that only he
seems to see. "Ther Others" is the spookiest story of its kind
since M. Night Shayamalan's "The Sixth Sense," and is graced
moreover without that film's slick Hollywood patina.
Copyright © 2001 Harvey Karten