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What better way to get in the mood for Halloween than to watch Annabelle at the cinema? Given that dolls, or anything “human-like or resembling a sentient being, really creep me out (see: Automatonophobia, I blame the blank stares,) I knew I was in for a treat. Less being said about the rather talkative fellow movie goers.
Something of a prequel to The Conjuring, which lightly touched on the legend of Annabelle, not only are we taken back to the opening moments of the prior film with the two nurses talking about their less than pleasant experiences with the doll in their house, but that it will one day end up in the possession of the Warrens in order to conceal its malevolence. This film focuses on what happens between then, a husband and wife looking forward to the pitter patter of tiny feet when everything goes wrong.
Although the jump scares were a little predictable (though they certainly make you jump,) I felt Annabelle was quite successful as not only an unsettling horror featuring an evil doll, but also a domestic horror. What could be more terrifying that not feeling safe in your own home, especially given that you have a new member of the family to protect? The blend between genuine paranormal goings on, paranoia and post traumatic stress following an attack inside the home was dealt with quite well.
But seriously? Why all the dolls? Why have so many dolls? Especially the ones with joints? Bad move, Mia. Bad move.
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