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Guillermo del Toro's Cabinet of Curiosities

As i’ve gotten older my media preferences have changed, and there’s now a lot more horror in there ever than before. This is a genre that’s increasingly invaded the books I read, the films I watch, and now, the TV I binge.

Netflix has been surprisingly good at being a showcase for original horror series these past few years, and I think they’ve found a lot more success with the genre than something like, say, The Walking Dead, or worse, god, any of the American Horror Story(s).

Guillermo del Toro’s Cabinet of Curiosities is the latest release from the network- an anthology horror series consisting of eight episodes from eight different directors, telling eight very different stories. Anything approved or influenced by del Toro in the slightest is immediately exciting, and having watched it all I left mostly impressed. Regarding the episodes, I thought I would leave some of my own thoughts here. I’m not ranking them however; I think there’s merit to be found in all depending on the individual watching.


Lot 36

This is the first episode of the series, and, all things considered, is a poor introduction of what’s to follow. The central concept is Storage Wars with an unexpected demonic discovery as found contents along the way, and while the idea is interesting, and the character a piece of shit with obvious hangups, it’s still a bit of a plod along. I think the last ten minutes or so are really fun, but the build-up to get there was very unfulfilling.

Graveyard Rats

This on the otherhand was lots of fun! A graverobber in over his head with debt starts getting desperate when raiding coffins, and keeps finding rats have gotten there before him. He goes deeper and dirtier to get loot to pay off his debt, and the story is a claustrophobic horror with a bleak and ironic outcome. My partner wasn’t that impressed with this one, but I found it’s tight simplicity it’s greatest strength; a perfect vignette of a concept that doesn’t overstay it’s welcome or end too soon.

The Autopsy

This opens with a bang, and with a series of smart reveals along the way, makes for an interesting episode. A coroner is sent for to investigate a mining sabotage, and the gruesome horror that caused it is slowly pieced together. If you look closely there are plotholes in the narrative, but with a collection of slow, considered, and incredibly shot scenes throughout, it’s hard to tear into this one too much. I enjoyed this a lot.

The Outside

Our good-natured but ultimately socially awkward and anxious protagonist struggles to fit in, desperate to make a connection with her shallow, superficial, sexy female coworkers. This story plays with our own self-doubt and examines the vapid awe of beauty standards and the appearances of others… a modern day Shirley Jackson! This episode felt remarkably out of place from the stories that preceded it, but it stands out in a big way, and I kind of don’t want to go into plot specifics too much as a result. Kate Miccuci delivers an endearing, captivating, and frightening performance in the episode, and the final few minutes of the episode are, I think, easily the finest of the whole series.

This one is a little jarring, but it’s lingered with me a lot. On a repeat watch it might actually be my favourite.

Pickman’s Model

This episode has a great aesthetic, brilliant monster design, and some excellent scenes. It’s based on the short story of the same name by H.P. Lovecraft, about an art student who’s sense of reality falters when they encounter distrubing art. I am unfamiliar with the source material! There’s a high production here, but it just felt incredibly lacklustre and subpar. I think this could have been tightened up quite a lot, the story seems to be there, but other than maybe a *few* minutes throughout, this was not a good investment of screentime.

Dreams in the Witch House

The monster design in this equally, is superb, but this was an absolute slog, and with little conviction. Rupert Grint plays a character who’s sister has died at a young age and has seemingly spent most of his life trying to connect with her, accidentally opening up a connection to a horrible force that torments him through a strange distant world. Which, on paper, all sounds fantastic, but I did not enjoy watching this unfold at all- it was staggeringly bland, and easily the worst of the season.

The Viewing

With a bit of 80s synth as a soundtrack, and a noise grain film filter applied, The Viewing was, to me, the most distinctive of all the episodes, looking and sounding as if from a different series altogether. In it, four strangers, talented in different fields are summoned to millionaire’s abode and given the opportunity to witness something incredible. The episode is largely dialogue -though cutting- and is incredibly compelling as it unravels and races to an unexpected climax and gruesome reveal. I loved this one a lot, weirdly, the one that felt the least del Toro.

The Murmuring

From early buzz this was the episode title I kept hearing brought up, and though it’s the last episode of the series, conversely it was the first watched. It’s directed by Jennifer Kent of Babadook fame, and currently my favourite of the bunch. Essie Davis and Andrew Lincoln are married birdwatchers, comitted to their craft, and go to a remote derelict island to record their findings. This is surprisingly the only ghost/haunted house story of the series, and what I liked most about this compared to the others was the stillness it had to it. The way it was shot, the silence, and the terrifying noises and audio clips that punctured those scenes. I found this episode the scariest, but, also the most relatable and human. Good horror.

Cabinet of Curiosities was fun! There was a lot to enjoy, and I found it very comparable to short story anthologies from the likes of Shirley Jackson, Neil Gaiman, Richard Matheson et al.

I don’t believe a second series is confirmed yet, but it’s definitely something I would look forward to.

October Status Update

2020 has been a scary year, and I wouldnt be lying if I said I’ve been a bit overwhelmed by it all at least ten times this year already. With a second wave of Covid_19 hitting Europe and the UK now (or just a continued first wave?) for me personally this month there’s not much to report. With venues and shops closing earlier due to restrictions, darker and stormier nights, and NO SOCIALISING WHATSOEVER it’s been a very quiet month, and one with very little respite from the ongoing Monday to Friday 9-5 work drudgery. Again, scary stuff, so with everything hellishly terrible I decided to lean into it all a bit more and made a point of really doing nothing this month except consume horror books/tv and film.

For the longest time Horror media of any sort was just a big no-no for me. Cowardice, confusion, a lack of…risk taking? I’ve read Stephen King as a teenager and forever since, but I was always aware of my limits and sensitivity. As I’ve gotten older it’s something that I’ve found myself enjoying more and more, particularly in film and literature. My favourite thing about the genre is that invariably it has some of the most human themes and characters compared to absolutely everything else and that it rewards looking inwards at self, identity, and just humanity in general. Not always of course, but a great number of stories look at what makes us human, what our relationship is with each other and then makes a horror or fear out of something that is the opposite.

Two years ago Netflix produced and released The Haunting of Hill House, a one-off miniseries inspired by the Shirley Jackson book af the same name. I loved it. It was tense, dark, it was about love, it was about hope and light, and it really opened up the genre for me, both series and book. The show was one of the most complete, satisfying, and absolutely whole things I’ve ever watched. This year it’s follow-up released -again a miniseries- this time inspired by The Turn of The Screw by Henry James. I wasn’t familiar with the source material but I was very excited to watch the show as a spiritual follow-up with the same cast and creative team. The first night we watched three episodes, another three the second, and the final three on the third, closing the entire show out within one weekend. Thematically it’s very different to ‘Hill House with a horror and darkness that sometimes feels altogether more frightening. It’s a lot lighter on tension and jump scare set pieces, but it was incredible at studying humanity, life, death, and the transition thereof. I really want to watch it again and think and talk about it a lot more- a revisit is guaranteed once I’ve finished reading the book.

I made a point of watching only Horror films this month and things that kind of came under that genre, so yes, Hocus Pocus, The Addams Family and Practical Magic were all allowed of sorts. I finally watched Halloween (1978, John Carpenter) this month, having ignored/missed/avoided the franchise my whole life. It was incredible! A real old-school practical slasher flick with lots of scares and jumpsightings of famous stabber Michael Myers throughout, and so really well done. A whole 42 years later(!) I think the film has aged phenomenally and I really regret missing out on it for so long. My other big film fave was Us by Jordan Peele. Get Out, his directoral debut, was critically lauded and while I could recognise it’s brilliance upon watching it, it wasn’t really something that I admired. Against the majority, I much preferred Us. An absolutely stellar, bold, and complex piece of both narrative and filmmaking. It’s not without it’s flaws, but it has buckets of allegory to unpack throughout and really taps into some very nasty unnerving human fears.

As with Halloween this month I went back to another genre-definer classic and I listened to Dracula by Bram Stoker. I knew going in that this was perhaps going to be a bit of a difficult one, but I really didnt enjoy this much at all. It puts all the pieces on the board with a creepy castle, stakes, garlic, bats and fangs, inspiring everything forever afterwards but I found it really dry. The opening chapters are enjoyable and engrossing -Tense! Creepy! Dramatic!- but the second half of the story meanders and dithers so much. The protaganists think, and observe, and ponder which is great, but it’s all with very little urgency. There’s lots of exposition but the story just felt unecessarily long. Not for me. Conversely, I really enjoyed -and I really can’t believe I’m comparing the two- listening to Coraline by Neil Gaiman. I find with Gaiman he’s generally really good at creating unease from the simplest of childhood fears and anxiety, and Coraline does this so well. A dark twisted fairytale about things that are different, changing circumstances (which are just the scariest at any age), and uncertainty through younger eyes. I’ve seen the film before but this was my first time with the book and I liked it a lot.

Going forward there’s still lots to do. At the moment it seems like some of the scariest stuff is on the news and there for us all to see whether we like it or not, but I’m in the process of reading The Turn of the Screw and i’ve started reading the numerous short stories by Shirley Jackson too. In an ideal situation it would be proper lockdown again with all the time in the world to read and watch so much more and already I feel like I really missed plenty of other great stories I could have done. As the horror that is 2020 continues, I’m sure there’s going to be plenty of dark winter nights to get stuck into some of them.