The Ward (2010)
Written by Michael & Shawn Rasmussen, Directed by: John Carpenter
My recent interest in horror movies has inevitably led my path to cross with that of John Carpenter. Now, I was pretty familiar with his more action-oriented work product, but as he's arguably neck-and-neck with Wes Craven in terms of influence on the horror genre, it was inevitable that I'd end up watching his classic work from the 70s and 80s. Carpenter kind of fell out of favor after that, which is a shame, because I found The Ward to be one of the most satisfying horror movies I've ever seen.
Before she -- or we -- know it, she's the newest resident of the North Bend Mental Hospital of North Bend, Oregon... and it's 1966. At this point, I must admit, I was feeling highly skeptical. A lot was going on and none of it was making a hell of a lot of sense. As it turns out, this is all as it should be.
As the girl, Kristen, explores the secrets of the ward, and the mysteries about herself, we discover the answers along with her. She shares the ward with four other girls, a frequently absent or inconveniently present staff, and a very vengeful ghost. The other girls each have specifically individuated personalities (or personality archetypes anyway), which is more than can be said for a lot of genre movies. The staff is menacing and controlling, except for the times when they appear to be gone altogether. I had to mutter an "Oh come ON..." when the action led Kristen through a kitchenette with an unsecured meat slicer on the counter (mercifully NOT an implement of death here). As the story progresses, the staff appear to be covering up the ghost's deadly deeds, building upon the mystery of just what is going on.
Act 1 works on blending familiar ghost story and mental patient tropes. Act 2 becomes a somewhat standard one-by-one reduction of cast members with asylum-themed gore. More questions are raised; not the least of which is, "Is anyone RUNNING this place?"
There was, of course, a SUPER obvious horror movie final minute, but as a horror movie, it was obligated to offer nothing less. So often, the last minute of a horror movie sneaks in one last "Gotcha!" just for the sake of making you jump, which can betray the narrative arc. This one makes sense...ish in the context of the story.
The performances were above average for the genre and did a lot to sell the story, although I was never quite able to accept Amber Heard (Kristen) as a citizen of the 60s. The crimping iron was overplayed in the effort to make her look raggedy. I was also left wanting more screen time for Jared Harris as the resident shrink. He has a remarkable ability to be likeable and unsettling all at once, which keeps one guessing about his motives, even as one wants to trust him.
I don't know that I was ever scared by The Ward, but I remained intrigued from start to finish, and I felt that my patience as a viewer was rewarded in a way that so many movies simply do not deliver these days.