Intended to be good old fashion ceaseless tension, the film is immensely atmospheric, and that works about as often, if not more than it doesn't, yet the fact of the matter is that there are occasions where the immense atmosphere doesn't necessarily work, overemphasizing the aura of a situation so much to the point of feeling manipulative, and not just during the scary moments, as too much tension will find itself pumped into areas where no overwhelming intrigue is needed, with quite possibly the biggest "Wait, what?" moment occuring directly after young David Dorfman's Aidan Keller's watching of the tape, when backstory that is known by everyone but the audience and has little impact on the plot to a character relationship is presented as a stinger twist in a fashion that's almost chuckle-worthy.
Well, already dated or not, the fact of the matter is that this chiller is an effective one, and yet, and as tense as this film gets to be, perhaps it is a touch too atmospheric for its own good. Shoot, it's 2012, I say that like I will touch a video tape in the near future. Shoot, I think Jack Sparrow is too disturbing-looking, and if I thought there was any remote possibility that he would crawl out of the TV, forget about it, I don't care how white I am, I'm not touching that tape.
So yeah, I would have expected the dude who directed "MouseHunt" and "The Mexican" to do as effective of a job as he does with a horror film, and quite frankly, I'm glad, because if "MouseHunt" gave you good idea of how disturbing of a filmmaker Gore Verbinski can get, then we would be looking as some seriously traumatised kids. Yeah, this chick seriously needs a haircut, though I'm certainly not gonna tell her that she looks about as hairy as King Kong, not just because I seriously wouldn't want some crazy demon girl to get mad at me, but because she's freaky enough when she's not showing off her messed up face all the time. I presume that silly misunderstanding is why the Rotten Tomatoes consensus is so strangely emphatic about there not being a whole lot of gore, but either way, the fact of the matter is that this is no Peter Jackson film, even though I can see how you would make the mistake, not just because this is a breakout film of sorts with "Ring" in the title, but because it features Naomi Watts having to deal with some strange creature with a whole lot of hair. One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them, one ring to bring them all and in seven days kill them in a pretty messed up fashion, though one that's not quite as messy as you would expect with a director who actually has Gore as his first name.
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