Now, I always say, it ain't about a picture show havin' a story that's been told before. What matters is how they tell it. Pictures, they're all about spinning a yarn, see? It's a tradition passed down from our ancestors, gatherin' 'round a fire in them caves, tellin' tales and paintin' on the walls.
And that's where director/writer Benjamin Barfoot, he shows his stuff. "Daddy's Head," it ain't the first picture to tell this kind of story, and it don't pretend to be. But the way Barfoot handles it, with his camerawork and set design and sound, it's like he's pieced together a masterpiece outta bits and pieces. And the result, it's a picture that keeps you hooked from the first flicker to the last.
Now, gotta give credit where credit's due. Young Rupert Turnbull, he's a real find. Been trainin' himself since he was five years old, they say, on TV, in pictures, even on the stage at the National Theatre. There's scenes in this picture where he carries the whole thing on his shoulders.
This film, it follows in the footsteps of "The Babadook" and "Under the Skin," and does a mighty fine job of it. It's proof that SHUDDER, they're still churnin' out quality pictures to keep us entertained this year.
One of these days, I'm gonna buy myself an island and call it SHUDDER Island, and I'm gonna have SHUDDER pictures playin' there 24/7.
