The fact that I’m actually considering the notion of seeing this one again has me both concerned and pleased. Who would’ve thought, that after seeing that ho-hum trailer full of generic ideas and cheap jump-moments, and then sitting through the lame commercials complete with “Our ending is so shocking” desperation, that I’d end up digging Orphan enough to hit the cinema twice? It’s one of those films that I enjoy against better judgment, the cinematic equivalents to “Kiss Me Thru the Phone” or Full House (at least I’m man enough to admit that I’m pro-family-Tanner).
The truth is, Orphan is one of the more entertaining films that I’ve seen this year, definitely due to how ridiculous the story becomes at such a rapid pace. I’ll save my entire opinion-kicking for the write-up I did for Critics Notebook, which I’ve linked below. Full disclosure: I expected the task of writing about Orphan to be a tad painful, laborious. A dreadful effort to whip up penmanship-verve for a forgettable piece of unoriginal horror. But I was game for the challenge. So imagine my shock when the words poured out of my fingertips and onto the laptop’s keyboard with the quick stream of those blood-pissing doors in The Shining‘s Overlook Hotel.
Here’s my opinion, in written form [below]: