"Your
ghosts follow you. They never leave. They live with you. It's when I let them
in, I could start to face myself."
Bol (Sope Dirisu)
Bol (Sope Dirisu)
In February of 2020, after seven years of civil
war and unrest that has included outbreaks of genocide, South Sudan — which
"as of 2019, […] ranks third-lowest in the latest UN World
Happiness Report,
second-lowest on the Global
Peace Index, and
has the third-highest score on the American Fund for Peace's Fragile States Index" — achieved an internal peace
deal. But all that, obviously enough, came too late for the more than 1.5
million South Sudanese that have since fled the country as refugees, most in
fear of their lives.
Trailer to
His House:
The two South Sudanese protagonists of His House are part of this diaspora:
they want only to survive and start a new, better life away from the man-made
horror and certain death of their homeland. And one day at the asylum center in
Brexitland, it looks like Bol (Sope Dirisu, also seen somewhere in The Huntsman: Winter's War [2016 / trailer]) and Rial (Wunmi Mosaku of I Am Slave [2010 / trailer] and Citadel
[2012 / trailer]), who have survived diverse non-supernatural
horrors like the sinking of their overcrowded boat and the loss of the young girl
Nyagak (Malaika Wakoli-Abigaba), might be among the lucky ones who are given the
chance to start anew amidst the safety of a stable country. They are removed
from the refugee center with typical administrative coldness and placed amidst the general
population: given an abnormally oversized, trash-strewn wreck of a suburban row
house and a weekly sum of 74 pounds, they are now official asylum seekers and await
final confirmation that, yes, they are good enough people to remain in Brexitland.
But what looks like a new start turns out to be
as bad as the horrors that they just escaped: that which should be their house
of hope quickly proves to be a house from hell. The secular horrors that have
escapes are now replaced by supernatural ones, and as outsiders that dare not
stand out in any way that could endanger their status, they have nowhere to
turn for help. It's not like anyone in suburban Brexitland is likely to believe
two not-yet-fully-approved African refugees telling, in "broken"
African English, of a demon inhabiting the walls of their new abode, a demon
that has followed them all the way from Africa — and thus the two strangers in a strange land are faced with
the conundrum of remaining in a house of horror and danger and possible death,
or making waves and surely being sent back to a war-torn homeland and probable
death.
The feature-film directorial debut of Remi
Weekes, who also wrote the screenplay, His
House is perhaps one of the most interesting if not best horror films to
come out in a long time, and that despite the (for a change both effective and
affective) use of one of the great no-noes of filmic narration, the flashback
within flashback.
An enthralling tale of psychological and physical fright, the
movie combines the worldly terrors that drive people to desperately flee their
homelands with supernatural terror of evil entities in a house of horror. The
two main characters, two "good people" without any solid footing in
their new country, are caught in a trap apparently without a solution — after
all, what is worse: being sent back to certain death in the war-torn nation you
lost everything to escape, or falling victim to an evil entity that wants your
body?
Currently found on Netfux, His House
manages to be both different and traditional at the same time. No
dead-teenagers here or zombie hoards at the door, but the house is haunted; and
as the demon grows fiercer, the distant neighbors, unfriendly local kids, and overworked
civil servants are hardly a source of safety or retreat or helpfulness. All that,
combined with well-drawn characters for whom you come to care, results in a
moving and absorbing tale of ever-increasing unease and terror that keeps you riveted
until its less-than-expected ending.
The horrors veer from the solidly earthly of
genocide to the subtle reflection of how the back walkways of British suburbia
can be as discombobulating as the maze at the Overlook (see: The Shining [1980 / trailer]) to the unnerving frights caused by bumps
inside the wall (or worse: the things that come out of the wall) to the slow
rot that suspicion and emotional exhaustion can engender upon the psyche, the soul,
and the personal relationship. As outsiders in every way, Bol and Rial have
nowhere and no one to turn to as the spiral of terror increases — and, indeed,
for a time it is arguable whether the evil that has come to haunt them is truly
supernatural or merely the physical reverberations of two psyches mangled by the
past horrors experienced during a shared desperate journey.
His House: a movie worth watching... one can
only hope that it doesn't eventually simply disappear, like so many movies,
into the bottomless bowels of Netfux.
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