Studio: Netflix
Director: Kevin Ko
Writer: Kevin Ko, Che-Wei Chang
Producer: Jacys Cheng-Yu Lin, Hsu-fen Yang
Stars: Hsuan-Yen Tsai, Sin-Ting Huang, Ying-Hsuan Kao, Sean Lin, RQ
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Summary:
Believing herself to be cursed for violating a cult ritual six years earlier, a single mother desperately fights to save her possibly possessed daughter.
Review:
“Incantation” made waves in its native Taiwan by grossing enough money to become that country’s biggest box office success in 2022 as well as the top Taiwanese horror film of all time. Every article about Netflix’s acquisition of the title included a description of “Incantation” as the “scariest Taiwanese film ever.” That claim always came in quotation marks, so apparently someone actually said it, although it’s never been clear exactly who that person was. I can only assume he, she, or they has a low bar for appraising scariness, or else Taiwanese cinema just doesn’t produce stiff competition in that category, because from my vantage point, “Incantation” is about as ho-hum as Asian horror gets.
“Incantation” takes place across two timelines, arguably more if you count curious cases where the film flashes back to the previous day, then to the previous week, then back to the present. The idea is that six years ago, Ronan and two of her ghost-hunting friends intruded on a family’s private cult ritual. Technically, they were invited since Ronan’s baby daddy belonged to the family. But the trio made matters worse by trespassing into a reportedly haunted tunnel where everything went tits up.
Due to the movie’s non-linear tale-spinning, recounting precisely what happened would be revealing semi-spoilers. What can be said is that Ronan lost her marbles. Believing they invoked a curse, and convinced that curse could carry over to anyone who watched the video they shot inside the tunnel, Ronan went into a mental institution while her unborn baby would ultimately end up in foster care.
Now that six years have passed and she’s presumably better, Ronan finally gets her daughter Dodo back. As soon as she brings the girl home though, paranormal activity quickly besieges them both. For Ronan, her supernatural terror involves mundane maggots invading her purse and other simple spooks of the “that’s it?” variety like unexplained nosebleeds. Meanwhile, Dodo deals with every horror movie kid’s favorite, an unseen entity only she can communicate with, and an apparent case of possible possession. How do the cult and cursed video from six years ago connect?
Bolting back and forth between what happened then and what’s happening now makes for a viewing experience that’s as disjointed as it is distracting. Director Kevin Ko tries keeping elements of the unknown in play by unfolding the story this way, but because “Incantation” plays out as “found footage,” two timelines don’t make sense for the format because no one would ever edit the material this way.
That’s true in a general sense, although not entirely accurate for “Incantation,” so I’m being slightly unfair. The technique almost pays off because the plot builds to a reveal that relies on keeping a couple of chronological pieces out of order. See, there’s a light interactive element to the movie in that Ronan is showing us viewers this footage for a specific reason, and she wants us to participate along with her whenever it’s time to recite the titular chant. When she finally explains why she kept certain things secret, we get an “aha!” moment that’s almost a wickedly clever little conceit. Except after a long one hour and 45 minutes of going in circles with boring boos and drawn out drama, you’re so over the whole anemic affair that the reveal doesn’t resonate like it should.
Pacing problems come from how typical all of “Incantation’s” scares are. Cursed videos. Strange rituals. Unexplained trances. Even possessed people killing themselves by repeatedly bashing their heads against walls, which happens at least three times here, are all things fright film aficionados have been through countless times before. The only boon keeping “Incantation” just above average, or slightly better than below average depending on your personal tolerance level for tropes, is that the unique setting at least allows us looks at these routine chiller clichés from the lens of a different culture.
Someone who has seen, let’s say, four or fewer films involving “found footage” or possessed children might have their attention held by “Incantation’s” comparatively quiet pulse of plain paranormal phenomena. Taiwanese scenery allows for a brief break from the same abandoned hospitals and white-walled box homes of a suburban American family we usually see in this sort of thing. But even Minor League horror fans have taken too many trips to these basic ballparks, and taking another trot around their bland bases doesn’t offer enticing excitement at all.
Review Score: 45
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