Despite its pedigree of production team ('Don't Breathe' and 'Evil Dead') and some good acting talent, 'Grudge' is a high-end movie in search of a plot. The direction is efficient, but never particularly inspired or exciting. The thrills are gently unnerving and weird, rather than terrifying, and the predictability is huge.
After a woman encounters a curse in Japan, she brings it back with her to the USA as an excuse to expand the franchise - I mean, by accident...ahem - and the film goes to some fairly entertaining lengths to hop around the various chains of lethal events that this unleashes.
Andrea Riseborough is magnetic and enjoyable as the single mother and cop who gets hooked in by the case, and Demian Bichir is solid as the new partner who's hiding a secret. The rest of the cast are good, but are never given an enormous amount of room to do anything with rather standard horror roles, and only John Cho's likeable estate agent sticks in the memory very much, although Jacki Weaver is good fun as a good Samaritan trying to help with a tragic situation, and Lin Shaye brings her usual enjoyable performance to a role she could now do in her sleep.
Unfortunately the script is loose (a mere week or two after seeing it, I struggle to remember exactly why some of the plot threads matter except to bulk out the running time), and much like the earlier American Grudge movies, the reason for the curse and the character/motives behind it are so vacuous and ill-defined that I have no real sense of why the curse came about or why it's so difficult for the victims to shake - the reasons for the level of malevolence involved are explained breathtakingly poorly, and don't convey to the audience in any way. Amorphous threats can be conveyed brilliantly by scripting, dialogue or atmosphere - think 'The Omen', or 'Final Destination' - but this just doesn't seem to think it matters.
The scares are 'okay' - they mostly rely on vaguely grotesque-looking characters pulling faces behind a window or in a doorway as a character looks away and fails to spot them, and attempts at such jump-scares are peppered fairly talentlessly through the film. The movie has better success at creating a vague sense of unease and Riseborough's horrified expression combines with the direction at some key moments to sell her shock or alarm.
However, as horror thrillers go, this is fuzzy and forgettable, not a future classic.
A reboot, remake, part of the series? Who knows? This is another in the cycle of the vengeful ghost films that have never surpassed the Japanese original. The trouble here is, whilst there's lots of gore, maggoty corpses and nasty ghosts emerging from the shadows, none of it feels particularly scary. Andrea Riseborough tries her best in the lead role but ultimately this offers nothing but the expected bathtub death that seems to be a franchise trademark and an interesting timeline structure. The story starts in Tokyo, perhaps more as a homage to the original, and then zips quickly to the US where a decomposed body is found in a car and Detective Muldoon (Riseborough) investigates. She finds there are links to a house where a woman killed her family and then herself and which Muldoon's partner has issues. These events are all caused by a vengeful, curse ridden ghost that attacks anyone who enters the house. As said the events never amount to much that's scary other than the discovery of corpses in various states or decomposition or with horrible injuries, and it just goes for cattle prod jump scares and why oh why does everyone have such dim houselights!! A bit of a disappointment really and certainly not a film that will appeal to any other than fans of horror.
Reviving a horror franchise like The Grudge would seem like an open season for a strong revision. The premise that made the original Japanese horror film inspirational enough for an American remake was easy enough to see. It’s a standard haunted house premise that relies almost entirely on its atmosphere. In the past few years, a number of entertaining horror films have gotten by on this aspect alone. So perhaps it was worth digging up The Grudge for such a remake. However, this film had apparently been in development for so long, trying to dig out something new from this old franchise, that the film seems to have tired itself out just trying to get back into the Grudge groove. After nearly a decade in development, what we’re left with a diced up horror film that might’ve been good but only ends up being a patchwork of what might’ve been a decent remake.
The film centers around the killings inside one particular house, trying to take over the case from his former partner. Anyone who enters the house soon comes under a supernatural curse. Given the curse’s somewhat unexplained rules, it expands towards all sorts of people. It mostly seems to befall couples which could’ve made for some unique commentary on relationships amid some evil forces befalling their lives.
I know I probably shouldn’t set such unreasonable expectations for a horror film such as this. You critique the movie you got. What I got, however, was just a slathering of snooze-worthy scares. The film is told similar to the past Grudge pictures in a non-linear fashion. And that’s fine. Heck, it’d even be great if the film finely chose its assembly to an all-encompassing ensemble picture of one curse affecting many lives. Such an anthology is intriguing. But the ghastly frights and stories surrounding them are never thrilling, even if we’re approaching this film more for the thrill of anticipation than the sights of ghosts.
What I absolutely cannot forgive the film for is the misuse of such a great cast. The likes of Andrea Riseborough, John Cho, and Lin Shaye are all strong actors that have a history of proving themselves to be standouts of the horror genre. But here they are in a film that does them no service. Their performances are exceptionally weak at selling the terror of it all, slipping into a subtleness too tiring to ever be all that interested in whether these characters will make it out alive or not.
But perhaps the biggest sin of the picture is the editing. With so much jumping around, it can be easy enough to lose sight of the characters and even lack sympathies for them as we don’t get to spend much time with them to care. And it’s very clear there’s a lot left on the editing room floor given how it seems that huge hunks of story are chopped out to meet the running time, sure to leave the audience scratching their heads in confusion.
Similar to the likes of the Ring remake, the forgettable Rings, there’s little reason The Grudge offers with its 2020 remake to be any more relevant. A mixture of story meddling and sloppy editing only make the case for how corporate-constructed horror is a more restrictive and uninspired venture. But I think one thing is quite clear from such a film; The Grudge would work far better as an anthology television series and not a film that tries to smush together a whole bunch of ho-hum horror stories into one big snooze-fest.