The Heart's Revenge on the Brain
Just watched the horror movie "Hereditary" produced by A24.
***Spoiler Alert***
The plot is quite simple, but the execution is so perfect that it gives me afterthoughts more than any other horror movies I've seen these years. It's about a family whose grandma just passed away recently, with a psychiatrist father, a miniature artist mother, a 16yo son and a 13yo daughter. The daughter died from an accident, in which the son should be partly blamed. The mother went to a bereavement support group and made acquaintance with a woman Joan who afterwards talked her into performing a séance to call back the dead daughter, which she did successfully. With strange things happening in the house, the mother was convinced that Joan set things up to harm her son, and when she tried to protect the son, she caused the father burned to death and lost herself too. The final scene ended with the son waking up only to find his father dead and his mother chasing him into the attic. Seeing the mother cutting off her own head, the son, horrified, jumped out and dropped dead, controlled by a light, went up to a small tree house, and was hailed the demon king Paimon by a bunch of naked believers.
One thing that troubles me is the image of beheaded women (the daughter, the mother, the grandma) especially at the final scene when the latter two bowing their headless bodies to the demon king. I find it highly annoying to consider a headless person -- isn't the personality, the individual, together with his/her head at least? If the headless body can represent the person, where should we place the head, the brain, among the whole person?
This, I think, is the main theme of the movie. I call it "the heart's revenge on the brain" because the movie is precisely about how we moderners think, rationally, that the brain is where the self or the ego lies, whereas actually our rational thinking is totally powerless when faced with irrational phenomena like a self-moving glass on the table or an auto-writing notebook, and that's when the heart replaces the brain to be the true representative of our being. The mother was most cynical towards Joan's pitch of the séance, just as we all do, but when she actually felt the moving glass and the auto-writing chalk on the chalkboard, the rational self gave up pretty easily.
The psychiatrist father is apparently an embodiment of the modern rationality. Even till the end he didn't give up his rationality, didn't believe in the mother's judgment of the situation, which is truer than the father's, and by his non-belief he didn't stop himself from being burned death anyway. The father's insensitiveness towards the situation is typical enough. We tend to rationalize things to a point where there will be no surprises in our lives at all. Everything is already explained away. There's no wonder anymore. But the heart longs for wonder nontheless. And so the heart starts to revenge.
This theme can be seen from another angle. In the end the demon worshippers called the son by the daughter's name "Charlie", indicating that it was the daughter, the female, who owned the male body now. The rational male body possessed by the irrational female soul. Headless women conquered head-ful men. And in the end we are all willing to bow to the male-body-female-soul demon king, to diss the trinity of the outdated Christianity (the promise of unity between body and soul), and to destroy the all too rational world with an inexplicable (therefore evil) power. What can be more accurate, of all the visions of the contemporary world?
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