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Wan builds suspense skillfully in "The Conjuring"

Friday, July 19, 2013
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Carolyn Perron (Lili Taylor) and one of her five daughters, Christine (Joey King) are terrified by something in their house in “The Conjuring.”
Carolyn Perron (Lili Taylor) and one of her five daughters, Christine (Joey King) are terrified by something in their house in “The Conjuring.”

Haunted house movies only work if the people in the house are worth scaring. Sounds stupid, but it’s true, although let’s be honest: Real estate is inherently frightening.

The quirks and creaks of an old house are always good for gallows humor or a cold shot of dread. As I write this the fridge in our new / old residence is softly moaning like a distant foghorn. Is it the way the appliance sits on a slightly askew kitchen floor? Is it demonic?

When a really good new horror film comes out — something more about creative intelligence than executing the next grisly kill shot — it’s something of a miracle in this eviscerating post-“Saw” era. Old-school and supremely confident in its attack, “The Conjuring” is this year’s miracle — an “Amityville Horror” for a new century (and a far better movie than that 1979 hit), yet firmly rooted, without being slavish or self-conscious, in the visual language of 1970s filmmaking.

‘The Conjuring’

DIRECTED BY: James Wan

STARRING: Vera Farmiga, Patrick Wilson, Lili Taylor, Ron Livingston,

RATED: R

GRADE: B–

RUNNING TIME: 112 minutes

Warning signs

Also like “The Amityville Horror,” “The Conjuring” derives from an alleged true-life haunting, this one in rural Rhode Island, at an old house where terrible things happened and are happening still. The relative restraint of “The Conjuring” is a surprise given that the director, James Wan, made the first of the “Saw” films. A more apt reference point is Wan’s recent, slow-simmer horror outing “Insidious,” which, like “The Conjuring,” took its time in establishing the ground rules.

The script by Chad Hayes and Carey W. Hayes blends the tales of two families under extreme duress. Demonologists Ed and Lorraine Warren, the real-life ghost hunters played by Patrick Wilson and Vera Farmiga, investigate the strange goings-on in the riverside farmhouse owned by a family of seven (two parents, five daughters) headed by Roger (Ron Livingston) and Carolyn (Lili Taylor).

Warning signs and troubling details abound, but subtly, in the opening sequences. The family dog won’t go inside. The clocks stop every night at 3:07 a.m. Unexplained bruises appear on the mother’s body, and one of the daughters complains of someone tugging at her feet in bed. Then the ghost of a long-dead child appears to one of the girls in a mirror. The miserably out-of-tune piano found in the cellar plays — itself.

Before all that, though, “The Conjuring” begins with a bait-and-switch and an entirely different story set three years earlier, that of a devil doll in 1968 (the year of “Rosemary’s Baby”!) terrorizing nurses in Manhattan. The doll ends up in the possession of the paranormal investigators played by Wilson and Farmiga. They have a young daughter of their own, who’s no less vulnerable to demons and such than the Rhode Island girls living by the river.

Shooting digitally but with great attention to practical and postproduction lighting and color effects, Wan and his cinematographer, John R. Leonetti, keep the “gotchas!” coming. Near the end, when the full-on possession is under way, “The Conjuring” starts to feel more familiar, and there’s less downtime between thrills. (Wan’s technique grows more obviously hysterical as the characters do.) Wilson, a solid actor, brings to the material a stalwart leading-man aura that’s more serviceable than compelling on its own.

But the movie belongs to the women, for once, and “The Conjuring” doesn’t exploit or mangle the female characters in the usual ways. Farmiga, playing a true believer, makes every spectral sighting and human response matter; Taylor is equally fine, and when she’s playing a “hide-and-clap” blindfold game with her girls, she’s like a kid herself, about to get the jolt of her life.

 
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