Full Circle (The Haunting of Julia) Reviews
It's a rather chilling story, about a family who one morning experiences a very traumatic and tragic accident, causing the family's only child's death.
Julia (Mia Farrow), the mother gets so grief- strucken, she gets aquitted for a mental institution for a shorter while.
In an appempt to start a new life from scratch, she separates from her husband and buys an old mansion in London, to get on her feet again. She befriends some neighbours, and one of them who claims to be psychic, warns Julia about the house.
During a seance one evening, the neighbour cracks and screams about a mutilated child's body covered in blood.
Strange "accidents" soon seem to happen to eveyone in Julia's small circuit of friends and acquaintances.
Julia is determined to find out who the murdered boy, her neighbour was screaming about during the sťance, and when she visits the local library some very old aricles are found. It turns out that a little boy was brutally murdered and a janitor was convicted and hung for it, in the 1930s. But only...the murder did not occur in Julia's (haunted) house, but on a playground nearby.
When Julia starts digging in the case she finds out that the truth is more horrendous than anyone could have guessed.
I am a big fan of gothic horror, so naturally I liked this movie who doesn't stand out much in it's genre. Though I can admit the movie has aged a bit, and the scenarios with all those "accidents" seem a bit ridiculous. Despite that, I'm longing for the day they released this forgotten movie on DVD.
The ending was just brilliant!
A solid ghost story. Mia's acting was amazing, but the audio was so bad it distracted me from the story. Also everyone comments on how the soundtrack was so good, but I found it annoying, actually too loud in some scenes. The ending wasn't surprising either nor was it as good as I expected. Reminds me of DONT LOOK NOW.
Julia suffers a mental breakdown after the tragic, completely preventable death of her snotty daughter (Sophie Ward). In one of the most embarrassing death scenes ever committed to film, the young girl chokes on a piece of apple. To make matters worse, Julia proves herself inept right off the bat, performing a tracheotomy that more or less eviscerates the daughter's little throat.
After this trauma she barricades herself in a tumble-down cottage, closing herself off to everyone, including her cad of a husband (Keir Dullea, who, between "Haunting" and "Black Christmas" proved himself one of the most incompetent horror movie actors of the decade). However her new digs allow Julia little peace, as the soul of a demented young girl named Olivia calls the cottage home, tormenting Julia by ... leaving the heater on when the new tenant steps out for a bit.
There are intimations that the girl is a psychotic, hateful little beast (particularly during one of the most overwrought, poorly constructed seances ever to appear in a movie, complete with obese, hammy fortune teller (Anna Wing)) whose lust for blood can't even be sated by her own death. However, this is something of a moot point -- the majority of the injuries and deaths in the film come not from supernatural malice but from fright, stumbles down flights of stairs and unlikely traumas to the throat (or some combination of all three; witness Dullea's ridiculous death).
Much is made of Olivia's terrible nature but the subplot consistently fails to fit into Julia's story. Other than the fact that Julia's daughter died and the two end up essentially becoming antagonistic roommates, their paths couldn't be more divergent. It seems like director Richard Loncraine and screenwriters Harry Bromley Davenport and Dave Humphries attempted to awkwardly connect two completely different ghost stories together without first thinking whether the first tale's underlying sense of dread contradicts the second's more traditional, man vs. spectral menace conflict.
It is a good ghost story .. The music is lasting..