Stoker revolves around something that nearly all households
have, a sulky introverted teenager. Only this one has no equal. Ok, perhaps at
first India Stoker (Mia Wasikowska) has an excuse. Her adored father (Dermot
Mulroney) has just been killed in a freak car accident and her mother is Nicole
Kidman. That’s not a good start to your eighteenth birthday in anyone’s books.
Just as India is wondering where she’s going to get shoes
from now, because her father gave her the same pair every year on her birthday
and who she’s going to shoot the local animal population with because her father
did that too, long lost Uncle Charlie (Matthew Goode) pops up out of thin air
to attend the funeral. He’s been off travelling the world apparently, funny
then that no one’s mentioned him before...
The good news is he’s going to stick around for a while,
maybe indefinitely. India’s mother, Evelyn, who has already been taking her
suddenly widowed status far too well now perks up even more. Though that’s
relative, Evelyn doesn’t really do perky. Kidman is cast perfectly in the role
of an unstable woman who sits around the house looking brittle, detached and
pathetic all day long, stopping momentarily to flirt outrageously with her
handsome brother-in-law before reverting back to type.
To be fair, Charlie makes eyes at both of them. It’s just
that while Evelyn thinks Uncle Charlie is sex on legs and may possibly be up
for more than your average family bonding, India thinks he’s the creepy uncle
to end all creepy uncles and continues to ignore his attempts to befriend her.
In fact there’s something more than something a little creepy about
Charlie. One suspects he has a whole football team worth of skeletons in his
closet. Their housekeeper seems to know something. So, she promptly
disappears and then turns up later amongst the ice cream in the freezer. Auntie
Gwen (Jacki Weaver) knows something about him too but before she can say very
much she’s packed off for a short stay at the local motel. A very short stay.
India
too, suspects that he may have ulterior motives and yet, she becomes
increasingly infatuated with him.
Of course there’s something really creepy about India too
and she’s a total gift to the high school bullies, who constantly harass her
for being a weirdo. To their cost when they find out that she’s a dab hand with a
pencil. When she gives the come on to the nice one amongst them, she then finds
out that he’s not so nice after all. Ok mate, so she bit you but is that any
excuse for trying to rape her?
It’s at this point in life that a girl needs a guardian
uncle, luckily she has one to hand. Uncle Charlie and his belt speed to their
rescue and give the boy the Auntie Gwen treatment.
Uncle and Niece, having discovered a shared interest, now
bond further by sharing burying duties in the garden. After which India tries
to ring the aforementioned Auntie Gwen, only to hear her phone ringing
somewhere underneath her feet, in the ground. After a moment’s reflection, in
the shower, she realises what a sexual turn on it all is.
Now India feels confident in her own ability to go over the
edge big time, so she does, with bells on. The murderer's apprentice has graduated.
This intriguing family tale unfolds very slowly, building a
gathering air of dread and gloom as it goes. This gives you time to peer into
the minds of the Stokers and examine the family dynamic. It's not a pretty
sight. Then when the expected murders finally arrive, they are presented with such
relish that it is a little disturbing and that's not a pretty sight either.
You may guess that I loved it. Yes it's a weird film but
just go with it. I thought it was clever too and nicely confusing; some scenes
could either be real or imaginary, I like that sort of thing. There’s even a
hint of very dark comedy in there which sits nice and uneasily amongst the murders.
People will say there’s a lack of a coherent plot and too
many loose ends at the end but I’d simply say they weren't trying hard enough. What's not to understand? and as for loose ends, what loose
ends? There aren't any, everyone's dead.
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