No Jump Scares will be made in this review. Unlike the marketing team for "The Nun," I'm not an asshole.
Set in the 1950s, the earliest setting for “The Conjuring” franchise thus far, “The Nun” explores the iconography of its titular subject matter, the demon Valak, and its haunting of an abbey investigated by a priest and a novitiate.
While “The Conjuring” film series has managed to handle
itself as well by positioning the Warrens as folk heroes with their long
debunked “adventures” serving as a decent backdrop for urban legends, executed
by the performances of a brilliantly talented cast and James Wan’s superb
direction that never loses sight of its story amidst the antics of its
atmosphere and camera trickery, the spinoffs have been a bit less consistent in
what their central thesis is.
To “The Nun’s” credit, director Corin Hardy does seem committed
to at least making this film different from its sister series, “Annabelle,” by
embodying the demonic threat with far more physicality than the more abstract
and metaphysical actions its other franchise’s offerings.
The film takes on more of a pulp serial supernatural mystery
feel, with Demián Bichir and Taissa Farmiga being dispatched by the Vatican with
defined reputations to their name as though at least one of them has been
through a number of other adventures off screen and the entity of Valak
actually attacking them physically as opposed to wearing them down spiritually
and psychologically with straight up graveyard fueled zombie attacks that
wouldn’t feel out of place in an “Evil Dead” movie.
Even the third act of the movie shifts gears to the
proactive protagonists seeking a means to exorcise the demon once and for all
in a hunt for holy artifacts in an effort to perform a religious ritual that
makes the whole movie begin to feel like an “Exorcist” themed “Indian Jones.”
If all of that sounds like some sort of negative, it really
isn’t; despite the intense atmosphere and straight faced performances by its
strong cast of character actors, “The Nun” rarely strays into the self-serious
to the point of parody atmosphere that sinks so many of its horror genre
contemporaries. Its scares are earned and its story sincere and cohesive but
unafraid to delve into a sense of stylism that gives it a real sense of
identity.
What unfortunately sinks it is that it kind of struggles to
dedicate to the things that work in the small doses provided.
The performances are strong but the screenplay doesn’t
really allow the actors to cut loose in a way they clearly want to that would
benefit the actual story. The absurd image of the Nun preparing to assault
people from the background doesn’t lack self-awareness but never gets played
for the levels of comedy that it could have really worked with outside of a
single scene with Jonas Bloquet, who steals almost every scene he’s a part of.
Worst of all, the lack of commitment to making Valak more
dangerous as a physical threat or a metaphysical one unfortunately leaves the
character in a bit of a limbo state in which what he’s capable of and when he
can do it are susceptible to the whims of the plot and the tonal shift between
threats of these natures can draw attention to some oddly choppy editing
choices that are fairly glaring.
A lot of these deficiencies are kind of tragic. Having been
generally unimpressed by the film’s marketing campaign and sick of efforts to
force cinematic universes where they don’t belong, I went into the movie
dreading it only to find myself kind of rooting for it by the last third and
wishing it was better by the time it was over.
5 El Diablos out of 10
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