Movie Review: The Incantation

by  of Horror Fuel

Lucy (Sam Valentine) schleps to France for the funeral of an uncle she’s never even laid eyeballs upon. Once there she doesn’t meet any family, but rather the creepy-ass and pissy Vicar of Borley (Jude S. Walko) provides her “greeting”… and by “greeting” I really mean “list of strict as balls rules to follow during her stay”.

Speaking of family, after that funeral mentioned up yonder, our heroine starts gettin’ chumy with the local gravedigger, J.P. (Dylan Kellogg), who tells her of her family’s rather unsavory history which results in Sam beginning to loose her ever-lovin’ fucking mind as she experiences strange dreams and hallucinations. Now is this a growing evil presence, or has Sammy gone looney fuckin’ tunes. Dean Cain ensues.

The Incantation, if you haven’t guessed by now, has it’s essence entrenched in full on Gothic thriller territory; you get the secluded location populated by a young woman with no idea of the dark secrets that hide in the shadows of her family’s past, along with a supernatural contingent that may spell doom for our heroine… and it plays with these tropes well, if not in a new manner.

So atmosphere rather than over-the-top effects is the order of the day, and here writer/director Jude S. Walko (yup, the same dude that plays that aforementioned Vicar) succeeds admirably building a (mostly effective… more on that below) slow burn pace that leads to a great creeptastic resolution, with plenty of visual flair.

On the negative side, this film can get talky at times, and while serving the narrative and mythology it can get a tad monotonous at times… and Dean Cain’s character name is such a fuckin’ groaner I’m not even going to mention it here so you lot can experience it’s full cheesy glory for your damn selves.

All in all, The Incantation is an effective neo-Gothic thriller, well told and acted, and definitely worth slappin’ your eerie eyeballs upon if you are a fan of the genre!