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The Ring Two
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Usually
in American movies, if a disturbed child begins the story by calling his mother
by her first name, you can safely bet he will end up crying out: “Mommy!”
In The Ring Two, however, this
convention is delightfully reversed. Little Aidan (David Dorfman) is being
himself when he addresses his mother (Naomi Watts) as Rachel. But whenever he
pines for a Mommy, he is channelling the spirit of the same child, Samara, who
haunted The Ring (2002).
Although
this American series is based on the excellent Japanese film Ring (1998), and now has on board the
original director, Hideo Nakata, The Ring
Two departs entirely from all previous versions of the story.
Screenwriter
Ehren Kruger redeems himself for the sins he committed in The Ring. Grasping Nakata’s deepest themes, he turns The Ring Two into an intense exploration
of what it means for a parent to care for a child – and those strange moments
when the maternal impulse can transform itself into a murderous wish.
What
all previous Ring films are best
known for – creepy stuff with daggy, domestic videocassettes and telephones –
disappears from this movie after the obligatory, recapitulatory prelude.
Instead, Nakata gives us an unnerving set-piece with a herd of deer, and
low-key imagery of a disturbed everyday that recalls ‘60s-era Roman Polanski.
This
is the best and most satisfying American horror movie since The Others (2001). A striking correlation: both films are about the ambiguities of
motherhood, and both are directed by non-Americans.
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