Hokum Makes Rot Look Seductive

In the first few moments while watching Hokum, I was taken by the color palette. It looked familiar somehow and dipping into the movie felt like visiting a neighbor. Later, I learned Hokum’s director and writer is Damian McCarthy who also wrote and directed Oddity, one of my favorite horror movies that’s come out in the last few years. When people ask for a recent scary movie, that’s one I usually recommend. McCarthy has a distinctive visual vocabulary between his films that makes me excited to see how it expands in future movies. His style gives the impression that there’s something rotten and festering, just below the surface.

Movie poster for 'Hokum' featuring a chaotic collage of faces and a central character looking back with a red heart-shaped object, promoting its theatrical release.

In Hokum, a writer named Ohm (Adam Scott) is just putting the final, grim touches on his latest conquistador novel, part of a best-selling series, and once he’s finished that, he ponders his mother and father’s cremains while studying a photo of his mother taken in Ireland during her honeymoon. She stands next to a ginormous tree, her face happy and smiling, and the viewer’s not sure if Ohm hates her or loves her at this moment. At most, he seems apathetic. He’s plagued by bad dreams where black-and-white cartoon characters come to life and menace him, and that’s all we really know about his character until he arrives at the Bilberry Woods Hotel in Ireland, the same place where his parents honeymooned.

Close-up of a distorted, eerie face with exaggerated eyes, resembling a digital glitch or a horror film character.

Right away, as Ohm speaks with the hotel groundskeeper Fergal (Michael Patric), we see he’s not a likeable character, with a sharp, acerbic tongue that he uses on everyone. No one is spared. I think it’s difficult to do an antihero protagonist since that’s the main focus in a story, and if the character tips too far into mean, you lose the audience because nobody wants to spend any time with that person. But actor Scott does a good job with his material, showing that Ohm is hurting from his past. There’s something rotten in him that matches the setting, but at the same time, there’s a glimmer of humanity that seems worth saving.

In the dark and eerie woods surrounding the inn, he runs into a mystical homeless man, Jerry (David Wilmot), who tells him everything is not as it seems while sipping on his home brew of milk laced with mushrooms. Jerry’s an upstart who clashes with Fergal over his habit of killing goats because they jump up on car hoods and offers the writer some of his mushroom cocktail. Ohm declines but does partake in his straight liquor before retiring to the inn’s bar.

Ohm is curious about why the inn’s honeymoon suite is locked and cordoned off, and the barkeep Fiona (Florence Ordesh) tells him of the legend of a witch who supposedly haunts the rooms. Ohm takes a liking to Fiona as she serves him glass after glass of whiskey and seems to be the only staff member willing to give him lip back. Ohm tells her about the ending of his latest novel, which she pronounces “bleak.” 

A man wearing a brown coat and glasses is sitting on the ground inside a white circle, with an expression of distress, in a dark setting.

Later, Ohm’s cut off at the bar and stumbles back to his cozy cottagecore room where he inexplicably tries to kill himself. Along with her knowledge of folklore, Fiona seems to also have the gift of second sight and feels that something’s off with Ohm, insisting that the bellhop break down the locked door. They find the writer hanging from a noose, and in the next scene, he wakes in a hospital bed, seemingly shocked by what’s happened. Bellhop Alby (Will O’Connell), an aspiring writer, visits Ohm and lets him know that Fiona saved his life, though she’s now missing.

A person dressed in a furry costume resembling a rabbit is sitting in a wooden enclosure, appearing weary and disheveled.

Later, Ohm’s discharged from the hospital, intending to fly home to America. He stops at the inn to pick up his car and belongings when he encounters Jerry, who tells him of a dream he had about Fiona. He believes she’s still inside the inn. Bilberry Woods Hotel is being shut down for the season à la the Overlook in Stephen King’s The Shining, and McCarthy acknowledges the homage. He told Rue Morgue, “Well, I guess, to start with, the story just came from the idea of wanting to throw my hat into the ring of haunted hotel subgenres. So you have things like The Shining, 1408, and The Innkeepers. I like those movies. And it felt like the haunted hotel just really wasn’t something that had been explored in a few years. So that was pretty much the start of it.”

Once Ohm reenters the inn, the movie takes a deep dive into Irish folklore, and the writer ends up stuck in the haunted honeymoon suite, trying to figure out how how to get out of there. The witch haunting the rooms seems similar to a banshee with the keening wails that erupt every so often when she makes her appearance. There’s also a nod to the Irish dullahan, a headless horseman, and seeing this older folklore on the screen was fresh and exciting just because I haven’t seen it in such a long time.

A man with glasses crouches in a dark space, holding a lantern and looking cautiously out, wearing a beige jacket and blue jeans.

For the most part, I liked the ending, but there was a last-minute plant of Was it all a dream?, which I didn’t care for. For ninety minutes, I committed to this idea of a haunted hotel and writer, and I didn’t appeciate the attempt to take it all away at the end. That was the only thing that marred the movie for me.

So again, I’m finding my road with this year’s literary and film journey, and Hokum dovetails back to other films and books I’ve been seeing and reading. With the cremains showing up in this movie and a character dealing with the issue of mortality, both his own and his parents, that ties directly back to S.A. Cosby’s King of Ashes and Is God Is. I think I’m going to purposely look for thematic links in all the media I consume and see what is emerging. It makes me wonder if certain trends are being followed and that’s why things are similar, or is it me purposely seeking out these works because I need them right now?

31 Days of Horror: Umma (2022) Review: When Motherhood Turns Into Horror

I was on a JetBlue flight to California for my pick yesterday (October 6), and my choices were severely limited. You would think with the month being October, they would have come up with some Halloween-themed programming. That was not the case. After some mad texting with my sister before takeoff, we settled on Umma since neither of us had seen it. Umma was a very short movie with Sandra Oh as the lead, who I love, and I was initially excited because the JetBlue notes said Sam Raimi directed the film. How odd, I thought. That’s something that ought to have been on my radar, a new Sam Raimi horror movie. But lies! He did not direct the movie—JetBlue must not use a fact checker for their programming notes. Instead, he produced it, which I found out later when I had proper Internet access. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QQdXvvtu-iI

Somehow, sandwiched between five kids to the front and back of me, I started my movie about thirty minutes into the flight. And I was underwhelmed.

The adjectives I would apply to this movie overall are pale and thin. It’s a bit of a nothing story with Oh playing overprotective mother Amanda, who is a beekeeper making her money selling honey and doing quite well after a social media post goes viral. She has plans to expand the business with her daughter Chris (Fivel Stewart) to keep up with skyrocketing demand for the product, but Chris has other ideas for her future.

Amanda has a peculiar illness where she’s allergic to electricity, most likely stemming from abuse as there are several flashbacks with imagery of hands being electrocuted. That results in Chris and Amanda living in an old farmhouse lit by kerosene lamps, which gives the movie a beautiful, old-timey aesthetic. I’m not sure how they tend to all the other beekeeping and honey-making duties without electricity, but somehow, we’re led to believe that they get it done. Amanda does get help from her accountant and business partner Danny (Dermot Mulroney) who shoulders a good part of the work. He has a niece visiting him for the summer, River (Odeya Rush), who helps to show Chris what a normal young woman’s life looks like. Chris is socially awkward after being homeschooled by Amanda and has absorbed her fear of the outside world.

There are glimmers of real promise in Umma—some of the acting between Oh and Stewart are magical and crackled off my tiny JetBlue screen. I also appreciated the theme of filial piety and nods to Korean mythology. I got just a taste and wished there had been so much more. There just wasn’t enough story, I thought, for the whole movie to hang together. Iris K. Shim wrote and directed this film, and looking up her previous work, I’ve added her documentary The House of Suh to my list of movies to watch. I do hope she will write and direct another horror movie. She’s working with some wonderful elements, but I don’t think the big picture has been fully realized yet.

The rest of my weekend, I was fully immersed in my astrology retreat and didn’t watch any other horror movies, though I collected a lot of ideas. There was a huge contingent of horror movie fans at the event, and I’ve got a huge list of films and series on my To Be Watched list: Martyrs (2008), The Ritual, Kill List, The Dark and the Wicked, The Servant, and Trollhunter. Just when I think I’m well-versed in horror, I realize how much I still have to learn. So it looks like my 31 Days of Horror series will have to extend into November, but with the amount of titles I’m adding to my TBW list, I might have to turn this project into something larger. Maybe there’s 365 Days of Horror in me.

31 Days of Horror: Satan’s Slaves (2017) Review: A House, a Family, and Something That Won’t Let Go

Another rainy night in New York and tonight’s choice was the atmospheric Satan’s Slaves directed by Joko Anwar and available to watch on Shudder. Apparently, Anwar was so taken by a 1980 Indonesian movie of the same name (which inspired him to become a filmmaker) that he clamored to do a remake/prequel to the movie. Once he showed producers his vision for the film, he got financial backing and was able to shoot Satan’s Slaves in only eighteen days.

In Satan’s Slaves, a family of six struggles to survive after their mother has fallen ill and become bedridden the last three years. The mother Mawarni (Ayu Laksmi) used to be a famous singer, but she hasn’t worked in eight years and no more royalties are coming in for the family. The father (Bront Palarae) has mortgaged the family house, which looks like it might have once been palatial, and is now bankrupt after caring for his sick wife. Mawarni rules over the family with a silver handbell that she rings whenever she needs something, and that serves as her voice throughout the movie, a rather aggressive one.

What’s inherited isn’t always visible.

Mawarni dies and the family buries her in the Islamic tradition, with the local holy man asking the father if they ever pray since he’s never seen them in the mosque. Oldest child Rini (Tara Basro) serves as caretaker for the family when their father travels after the funeral to attend to business matters. That’s when the children begin being haunted by their mother, all but the youngest Ian (M. Adhiyat), who can only communicate using sign language. Mawarni terrorizes her children through the radio or their toys—and these moments provide some very creative, genuine scares.

The silence is never empty.

The plumbing goes out in the house early on, and the family becomes dependent on water from the well, which is located in their bathroom. It’s so completely different from the Westernized bathrooms that I’m familiar with and that added a lot of creepiness for me. Something is in the well and seems to be beckoning the children, yet they can’t really avoid that area of the house. They need to get water for basic necessities, and they have to use the bathroom. So I just ended up being terrified whenever one of the kids had to pee.

The house remembers everything.

Grandma (Elly D. Luthan) comes to visit and ends up dying in the family manor after writing a letter. Thereafter, her presence enters a scene every once in a while, represented by some asthmatic wheezing, which is unnerving. These two matriarchal spirits seem to be locked in battle over the family. Rini searches for the person that the letter is addressed to and finds a hippie writer named Budiman (Egy Fedly). He tells Rini that her grandmother disapproved of her mother as being a singer was not a dignified career. When her only son married Mawarni, she never gave her blessing to the couple. Mawarni was unable to get pregnant for a long time, and the grandmother believed that she asked Satan for her children. Budiman says she joined a fertility cult which will takes a member’s last child as a sacrifice on their seventh birthday. And guess whose birthday is coming up in three days? Ian’s.

Some things pass through blood whether you want them or not.

 The hippie gives Rini an occult magazine that looks like the Indonesian version of the National Enquirer, and she takes it to the family home but doesn’t really believe in all that it contains. Later, though, she sets up one of her mom’s old records and discovers that when she plays it backward, she can hear chanting in an ancient language.

She asks the village holy man what she should do as the family continues to be haunted by their mother, and he tells her to pray. And pray she does, which sets up one of the most delicious scares of the movie.

The plot gets a little Scooby-Dooish after that when the hippie tries to get a revised version of the article to Rini, telling her what to do in order to save her family. But it’s done stylishly with faceless cult members surrounding the house with synchronized movements.

Nothing in this family is truly gone.

Anwar has followed up with a sequel to this movie after Satan’s Slaves became a huge hit in Indonesia and Malaysia: Satan’s Slaves 2—Communion. It just came out this year, but I’m unable to find yet on any streaming platforms. Perhaps it will be around for next year’s 31 Days of Horror in October.

31 Days of Horror: The Blackcoat’s Daughter (2015): A Cold, Quiet Horror of Isolation and Possession

Today was my choice for our daily horror movie, and I went for The Blackcoat’s Daughter, which was available to watch on Showtime. My reasons: It has Kiernan Shipka in it, who I love, and takes place in a Catholic boarding school. I’ve always been attracted to those boarding school settings that are perfect for witchcraft and covens. If I see a plaid skirt, I’m in. It’s been a dreary day in New York with lots of rain coming down from the remnants of Hurricane Ian. So with a Chinese food order on the way and my legs tucked under a leopard blanket, we started the movie.

At an upstate New York Catholic boarding school called Bramford Academy, two girls are left during the start of winter break: Kat (Kiernan Shipka), a freshman who seems disconnected from most of her classmates and staff, and Rose (Lucy Boynton), an upperclassman who believes she is pregnant and has lied to her parents about when to pick her up.

Kat (Kiernan Shipka) and Rose (Lucy Boynton).

Kat seems to have a vision about her parents dying in an accident and engages in increasingly odd behavior as the girls rattle around alone in the academy with only two older nuns to watch over them. At night, Rose hears moaning coming up through the heater vents, and when she goes down to the boiler room, she finds Kat prostrating herself in front of the furnace.

Left alone long enough, something changes.

This sequence comes to an end with some disturbing contortions from Kat while sleeping, the kind I associate with demon possession. And then we cut to a new storyline where the subject switches to a third girl named Joan (Emma Roberts) who has escaped from a psychiatric hospital and is trying to put some distance between herself and it. There’s no indication whether this storyline is happening simultaneously with Kat and Rose’s or precedes or comes after it.

She’s picked up by a man named Bill and his wife in a creepy scene where I kept waiting for some sort of sexual overture to happen. Instead, Bill (James Remar) pays for Joan’s hotel room while they are on the road heading to a town that’s just past Bramford. And while visiting with her in her hotel room to get her story, he tells Joan that he believes God put her in his path. This all happens while Joan sits in a towel with a prominent puckered scar on her shoulder that matches another on her chest. Later, he shows her a picture of his daughter Rose, who’s now deceased.

The absence leaves room for something to take hold.

There’s some more back and forth between the characters’ storylines, and the audience now knows that Kat and Rose’s story comes first. In the second section featuring Kat and Rose, Kat continues to be creepy. She tells Rose twice, “You smell pretty.” We see Kat’s calendar marked with winter break and then there’s a big heart drawn over February 14 earlier in the month. An alternate title for the movie is actually February, what I think of as the bleakest month in some parts of the United States. But the heart makes me think that maybe Kat was trying to flirt with Rose? I don’t know—there’s not much to work with here.

Through Kat’s perspective, the audience sees a black-horned shape that haunts her in nearly every scene. When she tries to call her family, she gets a disembodied voice telling her to kill everyone. The nuns, Rose, and Kat sit down for lunch, and Kat has a breakdown that ends in a murderous rampage. She turns up Ed Kemper–style in front of the furnace in the basement boiler room and is shot by a frightened cop.

A horror that settles rather than strikes.

After this, we’re back to Joan’s storyline, and going by the prominent bullet scar on her body, I’m guessing she’s supposed to be Kat. I’m not sure if the Joan section makes much sense to me. I can see similarities in the hair, but the two actresses appear to be around the same age so the difference in the timeline doesn’t gel for me. But I understand the impulse to try and tie the story up neatly. A lot of this movie left me cold, and I don’t think it was just the rainy day. I liked the puzzling little details that seemed to fit together neatly by the end of the movie, but I couldn’t really find much heart pumping the story along. This was the first feature film by director Oz Perkins, who comes from quite a horror pedigree as he’s the son of Anthony Perkins. He’s also directed I Am the Pretty Thing That Lives in the House and Gretel & Hansel. I quite liked the retelling of Gretel & Hansel; it was so atmospheric and gothic and real feminist horror, I thought. But I haven’t yet seen I Am the Pretty Thing That Lives in the House. Maybe I’ll slate it for later in the month, on the days when I’m traveling. I like it that Perkins has chosen to do horror focusing on women’s stories and want to see how he further develops.