Studio: Shudder
Director: Patrick Ridremont
Writer: Patrick Ridremont
Producer: Virginie Ogouz, Alain Benguigui
Stars: Eugenie Derouand, Honorine Magnier, Clement Olivieri, Janis Abrikh, Cyril Garnier, Vladimir Perrin, Fabien Jegoudez, Jean-Francois Garreaud
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Summary:
A paraplegic woman receives an antique advent calendar whose supernatural curse creates unpredictable consequences for the people in her life.
Review:
Somewhat embarrassingly, I have to admit I’m not really sure I knew what an advent calendar was until “Bad Santa.” They weren’t a part of my youth. I didn’t know anybody who ever had one either. Since 2020 though, adult advent calendars have become a staple in my home. I’m writing this with lip-licking lust as I think about the Wall Street Journal Wine, Haribo gummy candy, and whiskey advent calendars sitting seductively underneath colorful Christmas lights in the living room. Going forward, I can’t imagine another holiday season feeling as festive without 24 boozy days of sweet daily treats.
Wheelchair-bound Eva on the other hand, may never want to see another advent calendar again if she can make it through her upcoming ordeal. It will take some time for her to fully figure things out, but the calendar now in Eva’s possession comes fully stocked with murderous supernatural curses instead of chocolaty candies or tiny little toys.
You just know this antique calendar has sketchy origins because Eva got it as a birthday gift from Sophie. Sophie is one of those outgoing, flirty, bohemian best friends who, if you don’t know from having someone like her in your own life, you certainly know from other movies that employ a trendy diva type unconcerned with consequences. She’s the extroverted antithesis to Eva, a comparatively reserved ex-dancer who became a homebody after a car accident robbed her mobility. Speaking of stealing, on a recent jaunt in Germany, Sophie took a page out of Rand Peltzer’s book by pilfering the big wooden box because it looked like a little lark that’d be good for a laugh.
The two women get that laugh when they read the advent calendar’s three rules. Rule #1: If you eat one candy, you have to eat them all. Rule #2: Obey the calendar’s rules until you get to the final door. Rule #3: Don’t discard the calendar. The penalty for breaking any of these rules? “Ich,” a demonic priest whose image pops out of the box every day at midnight, will supposedly kill you.
Eva’s first hint of something strange comes with the candy behind the second door. This particular brand of chocolate happens to be her father’s favorite. He’s a hard man to get a hold of now that he’s afflicted with Alzheimer’s and living with Eva’s wicked stepmother. But something unexpected happens after Eva eats the treat. Her father calls with a brief birthday greeting on a home phone that isn’t even connected.
Eeriness of course escalates as each door reveals a new oddity, sometimes with deadly repercussions. To say too much would constitute spoilers, and “The Advent Calendar” is a macabre mystery best experienced with a blindfold, not that any expectations could possibly predict every bloody twist and terrifying turn taken over the course of Eva’s arc.
I don’t see an aching need to go deep with Pauline Kael-level critical analysis on this one. I’d rather jump straight to acclaim by simply saying, “The Advent Calendar” is “a real horror movie.” I’m sure that sounds as silly to read as it is to write. What I mean is, when you watch as many straight-to-streaming indies as I do, your mind goes into a low-budget groove where countless lookalike films blend together indistinctly. Then “The Advent Calendar” comes along and shakes your dulled imagination right out of its rut with completely captivating creepiness. With absolutely no offense intended toward Shudder, I just wasn’t expecting to see a thriller this cinematically stunning debuting at home on a small screen.
Writer/director Patrick Ridremont makes a number of impressive design decisions, starting with how wonderfully he opens up the film’s world through a vast variety of locations. Scenes take place at a public pool, in a bar, at an office, a mansion, a café, a hospital, by a pond in a park, and on a rooftop. Other sequences include underwater photography and car-mounted cameras traveling through actual traffic as opposed to having a couple of grips rock a vehicle frame in front of a green screen. By going to so many real places, “The Advent Calendar” takes us on a constantly moving tour that can make you momentarily forget you’re watching fiction. That’s an immersive effect that can’t be achieved by exclusively staging action on a studio backlot set or in someone’s sparsely furnished house.
The advent calendar itself increases this sense of authenticity. It seems too complicated for mass production, but the badass wooden box has shot straight past a Chucky doll as the horror prop I’d most love to have in my collection. It’s incredibly ornate and, no surprise given the outstanding attention to every production detail, looks like a truly haunting object that’s existed for 150 years, not a cheap prop that a contracted carpenter fabricated from store-bought wood and weathered paint.
I’m a colossal fan of “Friday the 13th: The Series.” Yet even when I watched that show as a teen, the lack of logic often nagged me regarding how some characters would have had to discover how specific curses worked with certain objects. In “The Advent Calendar,” Eva learns what the box does fairly fast. It’s fast enough that some complainers might consider it to be too much of a leap. Except it’s really only far enough to keep the story from stalling from too much exposition. Without resorting to an obligatory online research montage or person whose only purpose is to explain things, Ridremont comes up with clever ways to dole out information by having the calendar speak through several people and using other plot tightening tricks that make total sense for momentum’s flow.
Ridremont also manages the tricky timeline with skillful deftness. Eva acquires the calendar on December 3rd, so she already has to play a little catch up as soon as she gets it. Then there’s a span that skips three days for a narrative reason. 24 days could be a monumental undertaking under different circumstances. Here however, you’re regularly on pins and needles waiting and wondering what could come next without ever thinking, “How many more days are there still to go on this thing?”
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“The Advent Calendar” ices its exquisite cake with a fascinatingly frustrating ending akin to “Inception’s” spinning top. Then Ridremont tacks on an epilogue where, for one fleeting moment, you think the remaining question regarding what happened might get a definitive answer, only for Ridremont to twist the knife again by keeping the explanation ambiguous. It’s a devilishly delicious denial of satisfaction that tortures you twice by saying, “Part of this movie’s mystique is having to come to your own conclusion.”
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Eugenie Derouand is entrancing as Eva. All of the perfectly-cast supporting players are equally excellent. I could award accolades all around on both sides of the camera. It’s quicker to cut to the chase by calling “The Advent Calendar” an eerily enthralling option for Christmas-themed chills that don’t feature a killer Santa Claus, possessed toys, or elfish monsters running amok. Not only is it one of the best thrillers of the year, “The Advent Calendar” might have a prime place on the list of perennial holiday horror hits to revisit every December too.
NOTE: The movie’s French title is “Le Calendrier.”
Review Score: 90
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