Goodnight, Mommy”: Not a bedtime story.
The horror movie Goodnight Mommy dropped a new trailer late last week, and we would have written about it then, but, five days later, we’re just now putting the teddy bear down and crawling out from under the covers. Because this movie looks straight fucked up.
That trailer is so scary that it wasn’t until the third time watching that I realized it was in a different language. It’s a movie about twins whose mother (played by Susanne Wuest) returns home with her face wrapped in bandages after reconstructive surgery, and whose distant, strange behavior makes them wonder whether or not she’s actually their mom. It has all the elements of the usual nightmare-maker: insects, creepy True Detective masks, the bloody-eye-in-the mirror gag, and, oh, you know, the MAYBE THIS MOM IS A FAKE MOM PRETENDING TO BE MY REAL MOM thing. But what really sets it apart are the subtle, tension-building touches. The sound of blinds being drawn; a breeze-less cornfield; candles; young brothers whispering in the dark. It’s those small things that’ll get you in the middle of the night as you lie awake wondering: Is that the wind I hear or is it the guy from Texas Chainsaw Massacre who never got caught coming to murder me?