Movies
[Review] ‘The Boy’ Manages to Entertain Despite its Silly Premise
STX Entertainment’s first movie of 2016 is The Boy, a fun little thriller about a woman who must babysit a really creepy looking doll. Being the second wide-release horror film to come out this year (the first being the disappointing ghost story The Forest), it’s understandable to be wary. We all know that horror films released in January aren’t exactly known to be of the highest quality, but The Boy proves to be one of the more successful entries in the evil doll sub-genre, poking fun at itself at all the right moments. It is quite a bit of fun, despite its lack of inspiration.
Greta (The Walking Dead’s Lauren Cohan) takes a job as a nanny somewhere in the United Kingdom at a large mansion owned by the Heelshires (Jim Norton and Diana Hardcastle). Upon arriving, she learns that the child she was supposed to be caring for is actually a porcelain doll named Brahms, who was made in the likeness of the Heelshires’ son, who died in a fire in 1991. The elderly couple treat the doll as if he were their real son, and soon leave him in Greta’s hands with a strict set of rules, which she immediately ignores. Keeping her company while the Heelshires are away is Malcolm (Rupert Evans, Hellboy, The Canal), their grocery boy man.
We spend much of The Boy watching Cohan walk around the mansion, and while you’d think that would be boring, director William Brent Bell (The Devil Inside, Stay Alive) does a decent job at keeping you interested. Wisely stepping away from screenwriting duties (he has written every single film he has directed before this, and all of them have been less than stellar), Bell manages to instill a good amount of fun into newcomer Stacey Menear’s script. Menear borrows from a slew of other horror films, so the lack of originality is regrettable. There’s nothing in The Boy that we haven’t seen before.
Unfortunately Bell also relies a bit too heavily on jump scares and not one, but two (two!) fake-out dream sequences. These techniques can prove tempting to novice directors, but they ultimately cheapen the experience. It’s disappointing to see Bell still resorting to these scare tactics after having made films for over a decade. To be perfectly honest, The Boy isn’t all that scary and if you’ve seen the trailer, you’ve seen a large chunk of the first two acts, which is unfortunate. The jump scares overwhelm but The Boy somehow still manages to keep you involved in what is happening on screen.
Cohan is a compelling lead and it’s nice to see her outside of her comfort zone, playing a vulnerable woman who has suffered a recent tragedy. Cohan has the difficult task of making us believe that she believe this doll is real, and she is certainly up to the task. The real treat in the film is Evans, who provides much of the comic relief and provides a potential love interest for Greta. Norton and Hardcastle are equally entertaining, making the most of their brief time on screen. Hardcastle is particularly good.
Taking a page from last year’s Sinister 2, The Boy brings in a violent ex-husband in an unnecessary subplot that seems to have been added to pad the movie’s runtime rather than offer any real sense of danger to Greta. As mentioned before, Sinister 2 isn’t the only movie The Boy borrows from, but to say any more would spoil much of the third act. It’s not exactly the most inspired turn of events, but that doesn’t stop it from being enjoyable.
The Boy is a goofy film and it knows it. It’s hard to take a tale about an evil doll seriously (Hell, even the Child’s Play franchise eventually turned to comedy). It has a sense of humor about itself while still generating a sufficient amount of menace to the proceedings. Audiences may be taken aback by the silliness of the whole affair, but if they can just go along for the ride they may find themselves pleasantly surprised. The Boy is not a great film, but you could do a lot worse this month. It’s worth the price of admission, or at least a rental.

Editorials
André Øvredal’s ‘Troll Hunter’ Remains One of the Best Found Footage Movies
In this day and age, the word “troll” is often used to describe various online nuisances. Yet as abundant and irksome as the modern troll can be, they aren’t usually as fearsome as their mythological counterparts. I’m not talking about the small and gentler versions that have become more common to see in media. No, there are much bigger and scarier trolls out there—and André Øvredal’s movie Troll Hunter is one of the best places to find them.
It doesn’t take long for Troll Hunter (or Trolljegeren) to dump the Blair Witch Project-esque setup and aim for something a lot fresher. The trajectory of the story is augmented by Otto Jespersen’s character Hans, the titular Troll Hunter. The second he comes barreling out of the deep, dark woods and shouts “troll” at the camera, this movie takes a turn into what feels like uncharted territory. Not only subject-wise, but also conceptually.
For fantastical and made-up subject matter in cinema, found footage is a fast way to add a guise of believability. After all, what we accept to be the most crucial aspect of documentaries—the truth—rubs off on pseudo-documentaries, despite our understanding of the pretense involved. That is what Øvredal delivered with Troll Hunter: a movie so convincing that some viewers wondered if trolls really do exist. So, had this been straightforwardly made, it likely wouldn’t have been as effective. Conventional narratives would be more inclined to treat something like trolls as flat out unreal, and never try to convince the audience to think otherwise.

Hans petrifies the three-headed Tusseladd troll.
The viewers, like the characters trailing Hans, are quickly thrown into the deeper end of that extraordinary story. They have to process all this new information while staying on the go. So, although there is no significant amount of meandering, narratively or physically, there is still a good amount of atmosphere, not to mention tension building. It’s never anything frightful, but then again, Troll Hunter isn’t your standard offering of horror; it’s more on the low end of the dark fantasy spectrum. We aren’t ever spirited away to a faraway world—we stay in rather familiar surroundings, as well as dip into those less so. The outcome is a movie where you’re constantly more in awe than in terror.
As fantasy fiction might do, Troll Hunter prefers not to deal with incredulity. There is no time to waste on doubt, as interviewer Thomas (Glenn Erland Tosterud), soundperson Johanna (Johanna Mørck), and cameraman Kalle (Tomas Alf Larsen) all follow Hans around, recording whatever this character is willing to reveal about his bizarre job. Of course, the Troll Hunter himself is not an open book; in that respect, the diegetic documentary fails to fully capture and unpack the more interesting of its two subjects. Yes, all those giant, monstrous trolls are indeed incredible, but understandably, your mind wanders to their pursuer. What kind of person signs up for this gig and then chooses to stick with it for so long?
Reviews have called out Troll Hunter for its lack of character development. In regard to Thomas and his fellow documentarians, that criticism is valid, but bear in mind, they aren’t the focus of the story, either. Meanwhile, Hans is a well-crafted character. At least better than first realized. Before he was introduced, Hans had already grown tired of the troll grind. Fed up with that low compensation for his services, resentful of the bureaucracy, and wanting to expose his employer on a large scale, Hans’ discontent is glaring.
Then there are those finer details about the Troll Hunter, such as that indifference to both the natural splendor of his everyday surroundings and the affections of an obviously smitten colleague, that also suggest some level of despondency. So it is fair to say this movie doesn’t feature any sizable growth for its characters; however, the namesake isn’t underwritten. No doubt, putting a real-life character like Otto Jespersen in that role is partly why Hans is so fascinating—maybe even relatable.

Otto Jespersen as Hans the Troll Hunter.
There is always a small risk whenever using the term “mockumentary” to describe a found-footage movie, as the word could imply humor where there is none. In the case of Troll Hunter, the term’s usage is appropriate. Some folks have claimed the English-dubbed version has the more comedic tone, however, the Norwegian cut isn’t exactly humorless. Apart from the trolls’ absurd appearances, this is a movie where the characters nearly choke on the monsters’ farts, and Christians are like walking targets. Hans’ complete apathy towards everything is another cause of laughter. Overall, the comedy is intentionally dry and inconsistent. Unfunny, though? Absolutely not.
In a movie where endemic creatures are maltreated, as well as disavowed from living freely and peacefully, it’s hard not to notice the ecological message buried beneath the story. In addition to that is the unmistakable political satire. There is this whole business about intrusive and unsightly power lines—like trolls, they’re big blemishes on the land—that leads to what is perhaps the movie’s funniest moment. The scene in question is that one where certain electric lines, the ones secretly being used to keep the trolls at bay, go in a loop and don’t actually send power to any residents. Yet the monitors of said lines don’t find this at all weird. So it stands to reason that Øvredal was having a go at those who accept the government’s doings without question.
Looking past the fact that trolls aren’t actually real, this movie is an enlightening source of information. And not just for international audiences; Norwegians, too, get schooled about their homeland’s own mythology. It’s also evident from everything on screen that Øvredal and his crew were enthusiastic about the topic. The creature designs are the most indicative of that zeal; those imaginative yet myth-accurate manifestations are equally amusing and grotesque. One second you’re laughing at their phallic noses, the next you’re white-knuckling during a hairy sequence. Most surprisingly is how well the trolls’ visual effects hold up after fifteen years. It’s not all spotless, but on the whole, they remain impressive.
Vouching for a mockumentary about trolls isn’t easy, but those who do come around and give it a shot will more than likely be grateful for the recommendation. For Troll Hunter is a real find in that vast and varied genre we call “found footage“.

A bridge troll reaches up for food and finds Hans decked out in armor.
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