No one can kill ‘folk horror’ because the ‘folk horror’ cannot die and, given the tranquility caused by this assertion among rural terror fans, Each new title that supposes the return of the genre to the big screen can (and must) be celebrated as if it were the darkest pagan ritual. It matters little that William Brent Bell’s past includes titles such as ‘Devil Inside’ (2012), this contemporary attempt to scare ourselves in the middle of the harvest festival is known to reflect from original works and, as such, The most recognizable tropes are abandoned so that we enjoy without pretentious distractions of a classic story: The despair of a mother after losing her daughter in a picturesque town full of secrets.
A protagonist fulfilling his role as a fish out of the water, latent beliefs in the community and the beautiful landscape of the English countryside rule us without the intention of breaking any rule. ‘Hidden rites’ has enough with Ralph Ineson’s deep voice to make the comparison with ‘The Mimbre Man’ (R. Hardy 1973) unnecessary and, as a gift, remember why ‘Midsommar’ (A. Aster, 2019) was not simply another movie.
For harvest festivals collectors
The best: get carried away by your anthology of ajados but kind topics.
Worst: as easy to see how to forget.
Technical file
Address: William Brent Bell Department: Tuppence Middleton, Ralph Ineson, Matt Stokoe, Evie Templeton, Anton Saunders Country: Ireland, United Kingdom Year: 2023 Premiere date: 30-04-2025 Gender: Terror Script: City Tom Duración: 104 min.
-Synopsis: Each fall, Berrow, a small English town, celebrates a festival to thank for the harvest. The locals dress with extravagant costumes and a masked figure known as the Lord of Chaos directs them to expel Gallowgog, an evil spirit. This year, little Grace has been chosen to play the angel of the harvest. At dusk, a procession leads to the inhabitants to a ceremonial field where three great bonfires burn and Rebecca loses Grace’s track between the crowd. Fearing that he entered the forest, Rebecca looks for her in vain, but her daughter has disappeared.
Ricardo Rosado is a film critic, cultural journalist, an expert in American comedy, horror films of any kind and everything that happens between genres and formats. Raised between Steven Spielberg films, and spoiled since he ran into David Lynch, has been writing about the art he consumes a decade.
In frames you will read commenting on the last premieres in Salas, promoting peace between Marvel and DC fans, reviewing all the news of Star Wars or submerged in the depths of Netflix, HBO Max, Prime Video and Filmin catalogs. He also likes to make galleries and rankings of films and series, but nobody trusts too much of his criteria.
After studying audiovisual communication at the Complutense University of Madrid, he created a blog of cinematographic reviews in the hope of going free to film festivals and press passes. Now, after seven years writing in photograms about the last premieres in Salas, the series of the moment and any content available in the different streaming channels, continues to think it was worth it.
Frontman of two embarrassing musical projects, director of various video clips of Madrid heavy metal and author of not a few short films hidden in the network of networks, is the editor and one of the proud controntulations of the cultural podcast ‘those next to pumares’, a space that has allowed him to participate as a collaborator in other radio formats such as ‘We are in cinema’ FARO ‘(Cadena Ser), in addition to having made him one of the main voices of frame videos.
