Frewaka

Saw a screening at the Estonian horror film festival with a couple of friends and it really exemplified how people can see films differently. Two of my companions saw it as a situation of a promising start and a let down second half, while it seemed somewhat the opposite for me.

I liked the start well enough, but for me it really got going and achieved its peaks later on. My companions didn't like the seemingly meaningless long shots in which they felt nothing happened and nothing was really explained, while for me it's something that made the movie better.

Granted, I have a thing for folk horror that is done with some respect for authenticity and reverence towards some aspects of folk beliefs and I love compelling visions of "other worlds" and dangers that are not completely explained. I loved the contemplative tempo and the feeling conjured of how it was all meaningful in a deeper sense, but not quite understandable on the intellectual level. The music, the cinematography and the editing are the true highlights, but it was a great movie for me over-all. Inspired me towards realizing some of my own ideas of supernatural "other worlds" myself in literary or some other form, but as I described with the alternative view of my companions, your mileage may vary. To me it just seems that some people want more precise narratives with more fixed meaning, while I apparently often prefer the opposite, something with as David Lynch would put it "room to dream". For me it didn't manage to go far enough on some regards to get to a 9/10, but it is a very strong 8/10 for me. Hoping to see more horror by the director. She really seems to have a knack for some aspects I value quite highly.

The mood was set: dreary skies, some new black metal releases (Kommodus, Blood Abscission, Flaming Ouroboros, Blutschwur) providing the soundtrack to a gnawing craving for something dark and unsettling. Fréwaka slid right into that space like a cold blade, and yeah, it was a good call - it delivered.

Aislinn Clarke's the real deal, right? "The Devil's Doorway" was a decent found-footage attempt with its take on the Magdalen Laundries. I was hyped for "Fréwaka," and honestly, she's one-upped herself. This one hits harder than that feature film. Again, she's back with something even heavier-digging into buried history and the wounded past like it's cursed ground that still feels raw.

The two leads, Catherine Monnelly and Bríd Ní Neachtain, are quietly phenomenal, playing women tangled in their own trauma, stuck in this eerie, ancient-feeling Irish village. The film's steeped in something ancient, almost primal energy right from the start. Even the OG Irish title, Fréamhacha ("roots"), gives a nod to a story that feels like something old creeping into the present. The story mainly follows Shoo (Monnelly), a palliative nurse, who arrives to care for Peig (Ní Neachtain), who's battling agoraphobia and dementia. And to push the narrative, we have this mix of pagan dread and Christian imagery which doesn't scream or feel preachy; it's just there. They seep together, superstition bleeding into the mundane. I loved the gender dynamics here - men as the creepy ritualists, women as the leads? Yeah, that hits different.

Now, Fréwaka isn't flawless; that doesn't mean it's bad, though. It succeeds with its horror tropes popping up, playing with the usual suspects (that red door, the horseshoe, the Virgin Mary statue glowing like something's very wrong-those shots stuck with me). I even thought of some shots from "Litan (1982)" and "The Other Side of the Underneath (1972)" - check out my reviews if you haven't seen 'em. Also, The Wicker Man parallels are obvious, and yeah, there's some A24 flavor in the slow, atmospheric dread (plus, that goat in full regalia staring into your soul and at our lady).

It wasn't as bloody and gory as I expected, but it was intriguing and kept me hooked. Just wish the ending hadn't felt so rushed, and the credits sequence felt kinda tacked on. Even the soundtrack, which was mostly good, could've gone darker, weirder with some more experimental touches instead of playing it safe.

In closing, Clarke's sticking to her themes from her first film, carving out her own lane in folklore horror, digging into the same raw, historical wounds as before, and doing what it sets out to do. She's for sure an important voice in horror right now. I'd say genre fans should definitely check this one out. Also, I'd recommend you check out The Devil's Bath (2024) - might make for a good double bill. Despite a few little stumbles in both, they'll probably do it for you.

"Frewaka" immediately caught my attention because of its unusual name and interesting-looking poster. I expected something like a low-budget, Midsommar-like movie with Irish folklore sprinkled in, but unfortunately, that is not quite what I got.

We follow Shoo (Clare Monnelly), a care worker who is sent to a remote village in Ireland to look after an agoraphobic older woman. Soon, strange things begin to happen, and she finds herself the target of a sinister folkloric entity.

The movie is definitely a slow burner and really takes its time to tell the story. It is not particularly scary and relies more on atmosphere than on cheap jump scares, which is generally a positive choice. The film features some great cinematography, and the acting is solid overall, making this a technically competent production with some strengths.

Unfortunately, the overall themes have been done many times before in very similar ways. There are already a lot of movies like this, and Frewaka does little to stand out. Aside from the red door and a few costume designs, there is not much visual distinction, and the story does not offer much for the audience to connect with. It leans heavily on familiar genre tropes and stereotypical scenes, which further reduces its impact. I would have loved to see more about the Irish folklore but the movie sadly does not provide many answers or insights at all.

For fans of slow-burn horror, this folk horror film might offer some enjoyable moments. However, Frewaka ultimately lacks the originality and memorability to impress a more seasoned audience. [4.2/10]

While gathering the left overs of her suicided mother's life, a woman is called away on a live-in carer's job for an old woman in an old house in the countryside. Where she finds a red door to the cellar, guarded by folk charms ...

Not really a horror, but a study in generational paranoid schizophrenia - with folk horror influences: The Wickerman and Penda's Fen come through strong in the climax. The plot device is the taking of children by the Sidhe, fairy entities that appear as goats and as humans too - but which are stand-ins for altogether more material demons from the past.

Interesting, with good performances, and some quality cinematography. But it is uneven. Early on there's a really striking image of the hanged mother in her wedding dress; later on, another wedding dress appears, but without any spooky touches - it's just there on a clothes hanger. And the folk horror details weren't delivered with enough style - think of the smile figures in the recent Smile 2 for the spookiness of good choreography. On the plus side, the visiting supervisor was just right in her buttoned down insanity - although her role trailed off into nothing. And the Father Ted style decor reeked of layered-on ignorance and obsession.

The dialogue is mostly in Irish, but lacking in lyricism - there is one powerful description by Peig of the other world, but otherwise the exchanges are quite banal, with lots of Ceart go leors ('alright') popping up. I noticed the phrase Geallaim duit ('I promise you') repeated 3 times, but the subtitles gave the final use a different translation even as the old woman marked it as the third time.

The outstanding element is the music and sound design: industrial folk doom, if that's a genre. Delivered by the mighty Die Hexen.

As a descent into madness, the story is good, but not of the first order since it shows us no way out. Not that the way out has to be taken, but its existence heightens this kind of drama. There is a little post-script after the end credits, which reinforces the theme of taking children, but too little to add extra enlightenment.

Overall: Interesting but uneven. And the title, so I'm told, is a phonetic version of the Irish for roots.

Director Aislinn Clarke offers a interesting Irish horror folklore with some interesting sophisticated horror choices on the direction, writing and atmosphere throughout. Irish horror folklore isn't discussed much and it's interesting to see how filmmakers are approaching the atmosphere and tone when it comes to Irish folklore.

Placed with beautiful camerawork and sound designs, the atmosphere and setting does apply a good strong presence of the creepy vibe and feel to it. Alongside with a great musical score and a good strong lead performance from Claire Monnelly. Clarke understands the haunting and creepy environment to allow the viewers to get drawn in, and establishing what is happening to make it go under your skin.

Now I do appreciate the new concept of the horror that explores. However, I won't call it masterful since some of the writing could be improved, especially when it came to the familiar structure and character engagement as the characters didn't feel really that interesting nor connectable. And with the concept, it does feel like a concept that has been done a bit too many times.

Overall, it's a solid horror folklore tale.