The Orphanage
    
reviewed by Rad
Bennett

Photo © Christal Films
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If you want easy answers and a linear plot, The
Orphanage might not be for you. But if you enjoyed the ambiguity and enveloping style
of The Haunting, The Innocents, and, most recently, The Others, this
film will satisfy your yearning for an intelligent ghost story. It also has a lot of
heart. At its end, I shed a tear or two.
But its ending is not a conclusion. The film can be
interpreted in at least two different ways: literally, or as the dream-fantasy of one of
its leading characters. Like every great ghost story, its apparently reasonable ending
remains open to speculation, and The Orphanage is one of the best of the genre, in
the same league as the aforementioned classics.
The film begins 30 years in the past, when Laura (Bélen
Rueda) was a child at a spooky orphanage. Several of the orphans had begun to play a game
in which they searched for treasure -- not tons of gold, but the little items that
children place in boxes or hide in special places, and which to them are as valuable as a
kings ransom. In the present, the adult Laura and her husband, Carlos (Fernando
Cayo), have bought the now-abandoned orphanage and grounds in hopes of making it into a
hospice for children, and are living there with their adopted son, Simon (Roger Príncep).
But during the new hospices opening party, Simon
disappears. Laura searches everywhere for him, even in an abandoned seacoast cave, but to
no avail. Despite the lack of any evidence, she feels her son is still alive and continues
to search for him, now guided by memories and feelings from 30 years before, when she
lived at the orphanage. These moody thoughts often intertwine with the present to add to
the mystery.
Much of the time, The Orphanage is downright scary.
The old buildings creaks and groans, conveyed in startling 360-degree surround
sound, are alone enough to make even an intrepid moviegoer apprehensive. The films
look contributes to the sense of foreboding with extremely muted colors and an overall
color scheme of somber blue-gray. Odd camera angels further unsettle the mood. All of
these audio and visual effects raise the audiences sense of potential danger, then
release it in a jolting, violent event that occurs just before the films midpoint.
This is the only scene that depicts any real gore; the rest of the time, were scared
by the mere suggestion that we might have to see it again.
The acting is first-rate. Rueda, a popular Spanish
television star, balances reality with weird edges in an uncanny, convincing way. Príncep
plays Simon as a wide-eyed child whose lonely life is anchored by his fantasies. Geraldine
Chaplin makes an appearance, effective but unnecessary to the plot, as Aurora, a medium
hired to try to communicate with the missing Simon and thus discover his whereabouts.
The pacing is ideal about 80% of the time. While there was
one too many endings for me, overall the script builds steady suspense. Near the end of
the film, I suddenly realized that I was strongly identifying with the characters.
Director Juan Antonio Bayona has found 101 subtle ways to hook his audience, much as
Guillermo del Toro did in Pans Labyrinth. In fact, del Toro was the executive
producer of The Orphanage, which many have likened to his own award-winning film.
But The Orphanage owes far more to the three films mentioned in the first paragraph
of this review, while standing on its own as one of the best ghost stories so far filmed
in the 21st century. |