FILM I HORROR
The Art of Teasing: ‘The Cabin in the Woods’
Drew Goddard is the prince of meta-horror.
There are two kinds of people in the world who make a living out of teasing: strippers and filmmakers. I will talk about the latter ones. Sorry, guys.
Drew Goddard is a master of teasing. Creating anticipation through suspense is half the success of every good horror. The other half is to actually live up to it by delivering a satisfying payoff. That’s not an easy task to complete in one of the most competitive movie genres.
The Cabin in the Woods is the perfect demonstration of a wet dream that comes true. Although there was a helping hand from the famous geek-director Joss Whedon, this piece of blood-soaked treat is mostly Goddard’s merit.
As a kid, I lived through summers between my godmother’s video store and dark living rooms. Horrors were the shit before we discovered booze and smoking. Usually, my best friend tagged along because watching horrors together was the form of socializing for introverts. That’s how the VHS-generation boys hung out: shoveling unhealthy snacks into our mouth while watching hot girls and handsome guys die in the woods. It was our own ritual. Oh, boy. Tears come to my eyes when I talk about this stuff.
