After being let down by a few supernatural horror movies lately, I have to say that The Babadook was much better than I expected it to be. If you can get over the Australian accents (I stopped noticing after about 20 minutes), and be patient during the slow intro, you’ll be pleasantly surprised by the meat and potatoes of the movie. There are those key elements of a horror movie you have to have – gripping mystery, creepy voices, glimpses of sinister evil, and a little kid who looks at his mom and calmly says, “I don’t want you to die.” Goosebumps.
The story starts with a haggard looking single mother (Amelia) dealing with her son’s (Samuel) misbehavior at school, and it soon spirals into a series of screaming temper tantrums that would make any person rethink if they should have kids. The beginning of this movie is total birth control, but don’t double up on your condoms yet… you’re gonna love this kid by the end of the movie.
Samuel, like most kids, doesn’t want to go to bed until his mom checks under the bed and in the closet for “monsters” which she does dutifully. Probably just a phase, right? It seems like typical childhood nonsense, until the strange appearance of an ominous book called “The Babadook.” Listen up to this part parents: If you find a book in your house that no one bought and it’s full of super creepy shit - don’t read it to your kids, and don’t keep it in the house. But if Amelia were a smarter mom, we wouldn’t have this movie. And THIS is the point in the movie where it starts to get really interesting.
It soon becomes apparent that the book is related to Samuel’s “monsters” and that he has some connection to what evil abounds. The audience soon starts to see the connection between Samuel, The Babadook book, and the monsters, and Amelia. No spoiler alerts here. You’re going to have to watch the movie yourself if you want to see all of the horrific delights that await you in The Babadook.
But I will say this: the ending left me standing at the altar. This movie and I started with a very slow moving relationship, but then it grew into something beautiful. I thought there was magic between us. And then, The Babadook broke my heart. The ending of the movie was bad. Like, Jar Jar Binks bad. Howard. The. Duck. Bad. Babadook’s saving grace is that first ¾ of the movie is good enough to make up for the horrible ending. They almost scored a home run, but fell just short and had to settle for a triple. To quote Tiffany, “It could have been so beautiful…” Still though, one of the best horror movies I’ve seen in quite a while, even if they didn’t quite hit it out of the park. It’s worth the watch, and bonus for us subscribers, it’s Netflixy.