𝐅𝐢𝐥𝐦 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜 | 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝐇𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧 | 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 | 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐞𝐫𝐝
I grew up watching horror movies.
A reformulation about the haunted house concept, through the experience of a refugee Sudanese couple. Ancient horrors behind the walls, between the physical terror of Clive Barker and the metaphorical Babak Anvari, in a suffocating enclave of the suburbs of a xenophobic London. A twisted gem.
Arrives in an obvious moment of vindication, and it does so by over-emphasizing its denouncing speech (and this is a very good thing). The big problem is that ‘Antebellum’ tries to play transcendental by cheating the viewer, as if it will be embarrassed about being an anti-racist exploit likes an actual 'Two Thousand maniacs' update, more than being the hybrid between ‘Get Out’ and ‘12 Years a Slave’.