Kaylie still owns the family house, and the auction house she works for has recently acquired the mirror that brought their family to ruin. She’s obsessed with the mirror and its destruction, and now that her brother is out of the institution, they can finally do what they promised one another as children. Except that Tim has had his head completely rearranged; where Kaylie remembers the mirror driving their father mad, Tim remembers their father losing his mind. Their mother who pulled out her own teeth? She was just sick, driven mad by their father’s affairs. Kaylie still has a vendetta against that evil mirror, and she’s going to destroy it, brother or no brother. However, as the events of the night get stranger and stranger, Tim becomes increasingly convinced that his sister isn’t damaged, just still aware of the truth. Will drawing out the evil within the mirror cleanse the family name, or simply doom them both? I have to give Karen Gillan for trying to adopt an American accent during this film. That said, it’s not a wildly successful attempt. She has trouble with American-style pronunciation of the letter R, and some of her vowels were shaped a little different. At some parts, particularly in the beginning, I wasn’t aware that she was even doing an American accent, but it was at least consistently inconsistent. It doesn’t take much shine off her performance, which is pretty good by horror movie standards. The child actors, Annalise Basso and Garrett Ryan, also avoid falling into any of the standard child actor traps and acquit themselves well. The strongest performance has to be that of Katee Sackhoff, the cursed Marie Russell. She really attacks her role, all ticks and crazy staring eyes and snarling, and it’s all the better for it, because she’s pretty terrifying as her possession grows and she falls more and more under the mirror’s thrall. There are a lot of tight shots of faces and expressions. This is a multi-screen movie, in which characters use cameras, computer monitors, and phones to compare reality with their perception of reality… though can you really trust what you see on a screen if you can’t trust your own reflection in an evil mirror? Even with evidence, video recording, the clever use of research by Kaylie to give the back story of the mirror to both the film’s audience and the audience for her home movies of a creepy mirror, there are a lot of moments where you cannot be sure what you’re seeing is actually happening to these character, in a very positive sense. Oculus never descents into full-throated chaos, but it flirts with the chaos line while sticking to a pretty solid, familiar narrative. In a lot of ways, it’s an improvement over Absentia, Flanagan’s 2011 horror film that also played with perception versus reality. As what is real is merely a construct of the brain, it’s interesting to see how the two siblings relive the same events. Tim has been thoroughly broken by his time in the mental institution and rebuilt by his doctors to believe the official story of what happened; Kaylie remembers what actually happened in all its crazy glory. The script, from Flanagan and Jeff Howard (based off of the original short by Flanagan and Jeff Seidman), spends a lot of time playing with just who remembers things better, but it is also a little too open about the direction the film is going to take. It foreshadows a couple of big twists, and it is a pretty predictable until the movie goes off the rails. It’s a question that merits being asked. For a movie that nimbly being boring by having a lot of fun with the form of a standard haunted house movie, it also stays fairly close to the genre conventions. I like the idea that the protagonists are the ones who are seeking revenge on the supernatural force that ruined their lives, rather than the other way around. I like that there are predictable ways to tell where the mirror’s spirit of influence is, and how it draws strength from house plants, pets, and delicious light bulbs. However, the father slowly going mad due to the haunted object, the stalking of the kids through the house, the demon’s glowing eyes, the inevitable ending… it all kind of feels too familiar, and the scares are a bit too predictable for a movie that’s having such fun with muddling reality. US Correspondent Ron Hogan isn’t exactly the museum-goer he should be, but when the Nazis burned those paintings, it was like being hit in the stomach. Find more by Ron daily at Shaktronics and PopFi. Follow our Twitter feed for faster news and bad jokes right here. And be our Facebook chum here.
