A fine drama/horror about the intensity of friendship, performance and the toxicity of Hollywood. Touches of Lynch, Bergman. A great two hander, with two great performances and excellent direction. Some of the horror tropes are a bith cliched but otherwise this is good.
This is a film that is hard to review. There is a LOT going on here. There is a stunning sound design that really throws you off kilter. Add to this several quite uncomfortable scenes that are very quesy and disturbing. The first hour is the film at its best, freewheeling along in a loose way. There is a more conventional narrative turn in the second half which loses some of the tension which to be honest was entirely necessary.…
Oh if only the the 30 odd minutes were as good as the first hour. In that hour we get a shattering manifestation of grief, isolation and possibility of not loving (or even liking) your own child. The tension, creeping terror and sadness of that hour give way perhaps inevitably to the seen horrors.
And while the horror of the Babadook is well realised it doesn't have the impact you would hope for. The last act (particularly the final 10 minutes) drain the film of its power. But see it for that extraordinary first hour when it looked like a modern classic in the making.