The monster does not come walking often. This time it comes to Conor, and it asks for the one thing Conor cannot bring himself to do. Tell the truth. This is a very touching story about a boy who feels very damaged, guilty and mostly angry.
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Bayona's third feature marries the atmospheric dread of 'The Orphanage' with the muted sentimentality of 'The Impossible' in this tale of a young boy coming to terms with his anger over his dying mother. A strange mix of melancholy and digital effects is achieved in this adaptation of the children's lit made special by a strong turn by young Lewis Macdougall and the apt voice casting of Neeson. Yet something lacks.
Giving the audience an aching lesson in brutal honesty rather than false hope, A Monster Calls is a fable that tells (or reminds) us the hard way that there is no magical solution to suffering, nor is there a problem with grieving. The admittedly drab aesthetic can wear on you after a while, but the moving and somewhat spiritual climax throws away a lot of what you've come to expect from this recently common genre.
Not my cup of tea. Due to various reasons: 1- children should not take part in any commercial or non-commercial business 2- fairy tales are boring since very much predictable 3- overly sentimental 4- who is the audience & interested to see a 12 year old child to find the courage to believe in himself, to deal with loss and find the truth about his grief? Teenagers? Adults? Probably both not.
"humans are complicated beasts. You believe comforting lies, while knowing full well the painful truth that makes those lies necessary. In the end, Conor, it is not important what you think. It is only important what you do."
I see that the antagonist in this film is his own main characther. He is blocking and refuse everything that should happen in his life. He rejects everything and makes him evil to himself. Indeed that everyone must pass through this phase, this is the phase of maturation.
This could be something like a modern version of a film from Carlos Saura or Victor Erice : a coming of age story of a disturbed child with its struggles and its poetic imagination and fears. But Bayona did not learn its lesson from the past and traded the subtlety of it for big special effects, heavy metaphors. The animated sequences (the tales) are nonetheless a beauty. The drama itself is hard to digest.