Studio: A24
Director: Danny Philippou, Michael Philippou
Writer: Danny Philippou, Bill Hinzman
Producer: Samantha Jennings, Kristina Ceyton
Stars: Billy Barratt, Sora Wong, Jonah Wren Phillips, Sally-Anne Upton, Stephen Phillips, Mischa Heywood, Sally Hawkins
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Summary:
Orphaned stepsiblings uncover horrifying secrets hidden in the home of their manipulative new foster mother.
Review:
Anytime a debut feature bursts out of the gate with haunting horror that hits as hard as “Talk to Me,” acclaim initiates cautious questions about what comes next. Are these filmmakers the real deal or was that a one-time strike of lightning? Is a follow-up film doomed no matter what due to increased awareness attracting more critical voices? Is it even possible to equal, let alone top, the previous film under the pressure of heightened expectations brought on by success?
Two movies might be too early to unanimously acknowledge directing duo Danny and Michael Philippou as modern masters of the genre. At a minimum, however, their sophomore effort “Bring Her Back” shows an emerging pattern that’s definitively establishing the brothers as unique cinematic storytellers with exceptional skills for weaving skin-crawling scares into heart-wrenching human drama to create creepers that are viscerally frightening as well as cerebrally disturbing.
As they did in “Talk to Me,” Danny and Michael Philippou, along with returning co-writer Bill Hinzman, work with familiar themes and beats in “Bring Her Back,” yet they add small pinches of spice to basic building blocks, so any vanilla flavors are always accented by tasty toppings. “Bring Her Back” follows 17-year-old Andy and his younger sister Piper. With his dour demeanor and messy hair under his hoodie, Andy initially looks like a stereotypically troubled teenager who is overprotective of Piper. Except the two of them are technically stepsiblings, and Piper suffers from partial blindness, two facts that come to play important parts in their dynamic and in how the two of them operate around one another.
Their lives change significantly when Andy and Piper’s dad dies in the shower. His accidental death isn’t straightforward either. Piper may have the mercy of blindness, but Andy has to soak in the sight of their naked father with his head smashed on the bathroom floor, vomit congealing in his chest hair and a pained expression frozen on his face. This is just the first of several uncomfortable visuals “Bring Her Back” forces viewers to face in tandem with the characters, yet they’re always presented with deliberate purpose, not as empty jolts jammed in as unearned jump scares.
Since Andy isn’t old enough to be her legal guardian yet, he and Piper are sent to live with Laura, a mourning mother who sees Piper as a surrogate for her own blind daughter Cathy, who tragically drowned in the backyard pool. Laura would rather not see Andy at all, so she begins a string of manipulative moves to amplify Andy’s trauma and further cloud his muddled mind.
In a more milquetoast production, Laura might have been stamped from a standard “wicked stepmother” mold, if not for Sally Hawkins’ terrifically nuanced portrayal. Swirling equal parts of sympathetic and sinister into a compelling persona always teetering uncertainly between sweet and sociopathic, Hawkins exemplifies how perfectly identified actors, including newcomer Sora Wong as Piper, create grounded characters that feel natural despite their placement in supernatural circumstances. Once more, “Bring Her Back” boosts itself above convention not necessarily by being unconventional, but by turning tropes and tricks slightly enough that they can be seen from asymmetrical angles.
Laura isn’t the only person behaving bizarrely in her remote home. There’s also Ollie, Laura’s mute son. His odd actions include staring at live chickens as though he desires to devour them raw, standing in strange trances, and engaging in shocking scenes of tooth trauma guaranteed to make even the sternest stomach recoil in repulsion. Illustrating how cleverly they can tune their cast to the right notes, the Philippous pull a chilling portrayal out of young Jonah Wren Phillips that’s eerily unlike the usual “possessed kid” archetype.
Whether they’re tapping into occult associations with an underground VHS video rivaling “The Ring” for its ability to be unnerving, or gradually turning up the heat on simmering suspense, Danny and Michael Philippou excel at establishing unsettling textures. Like “Talk to Me” before it, what “Bring Her Back” does well is it generates dread without relying on unmotivated atmosphere to make meandering look like it has illusory meaning. This movie is moody, yet a distinct narrative also makes it meaty, whereas many films whose hooks stem solely from ambiguous ambiance open themselves to interpretation because they don’t have a firm leg of fiction to stand on. Bringing it back to the pattern identified earlier, what this duo does perhaps better than anyone is building stable bridges between arthouse artistry and mainstream accessibility to make movies that scratch both itches.
Continuing to say more about the story might spoil “Bring Her Back’s” secrets. Saying more about the movie’s qualities might pile up redundant praise on a point that’s satisfactorily been made. Suffice to say, “Bring Her Back” is another stellar example of Danny and Michael Philippou’s seemingly innate gift for being stylish without overindulging on unnecessary flair, being gruesome without gratuitous gore, and using indecipherable sounds and suggestive zooms to light slow burns that satisfyingly singe into fiery payoffs. “Bring Her Back” is a movie whose imagery sticks in your head, whose heavy treatises on grieving sharply puncture your heart, and whose tangible terrors tie knots in your gut; and all of those uneasy feelings linger in your body long after end credits conclude.
Review Score: 80
“Bring Her Back” shows an emerging pattern that’s definitively establishing Danny and Michael Philippou as unique cinematic storytellers.