Just like The Babadook last year, It Follows is THE horror film of the year and if you don’t fall in love with it, then I suggest you keep your lip zipped or move to Antarctica. So, who’s going to try to domesticate some penguins with me?
Every single thing that makes a movie great is here. The story feels new, the performances are a lovely balance of young apathy mixed with genuine concern and the score is a character in it’s own right and helps propel the story forward. There are some absolutely exquisite wide shots from cinematographer Michael Gioulakis and the inability to pin down a specific time period helps induce the reality bending feel. Jay is immediately likable as are her friends who seem to have nothing to do but sit around and drink all day. Friends since childhood it’s exceptionally easy to buy into the final act of the film, but this is precisely where the magic spell of It Follows is lifted. What happens at an indoor public pool is reminiscent of Let The Right One In with it’s peek-a-boo violence. The unknown and unseen is exactly what makes this movie chilling and when that magic curtain is lifted, the wizard is revealed and this completely took me out of the story. Call it what you please, but once that Cloak of Invisibility was utilized, I was sitting in a movie theatre and no longer at that swimming pool. The special effects are good and you could practically feel some of the objects make contact with Jay, but this abrupt change in tone simply did not work for me. Even more grating was the last moment where the film tried to return me to the original emotional tone. Sorry It Follows, you had me at the fierce diva running in heels and then you lost me with a poltergeist temper tantrum.
It Follows certainly deserves all of the accolades being bestowed upon it and I completely understand why so many have fallen in love with it, but I just couldn’t shake the feeling that I had seen all of this before.