

A completely black goat stands at the edge of a desolate farm, its eyes conveying a cunning and coldness that doesn't belong to an animal. Under the cursed, gray sky of 17th-century New England, an exiled Puritan family is trapped in a nightmare from which they cannot awaken. They left their village to uphold their faith, only to encounter something even more terrifying than poverty and hunger deep in the forest. It began with a moment's carelessness. The eldest daughter, Thomasin, was playing with her baby brother in a cradle. In just a blink of an eye, the child vanished into thin air in broad daylight. This disappearance tore at the fragile peace of the family like a rusty knife. The mother's grief turned into hysterical accusations, the father's piety seemed to crumble in the face of the failed harvest, and the young twins began to whisper to the black goat. As the second son, Caleb, returns naked and disoriented from the dense forest, fear begins to grow wildly in the small wooden house. The closest blood ties are twisted and deformed in suspicion, and everyone's spearhead is directed at the adolescent Thomasin. Is she a victim or an accomplice hiding in the shadows, selling her soul to the devil? The ancient and evil force deep in the forest patiently awaits the family's final collapse. Now, I'll move into the review. I should begin by highlighting that this isn't your typical jump-scare horror flick.
A completely black goat stands at the edge of a desolate farm, its eyes conveying a cunning and coldness that doesn't belong to an animal. Under the cursed, gray sky of 17th-century New England, an exiled Puritan family is trapped in a nightmare from which they cannot awaken. They left their village to uphold their faith, only to encounter something even more terrifying than poverty and hunger deep in the forest. It began with a moment's carelessness. The eldest daughter, Thomasin, was playing with her baby brother in a cradle. In just a blink of an eye, the child vanished into thin air in broad daylight. This disappearance tore at the fragile peace of the family like a rusty knife. The mother's grief turned into hysterical accusations, the father's piety seemed to crumble in the face of the failed harvest, and the young twins began to whisper to the black goat. As the second son, Caleb, returns naked and disoriented from the dense forest, fear begins to grow wildly in the small wooden house. The closest blood ties are twisted and deformed in suspicion, and everyone's spearhead is directed at the adolescent Thomasin. Is she a victim or an accomplice hiding in the shadows, selling her soul to the devil? The ancient and evil force deep in the forest patiently awaits the family's final collapse. Now, I'll move into the review. I should begin by highlighting that this isn't your typical jump-scare horror flick.
This movie is by no means a cheap horror film that relies on sound effects and monsters jumping in your face; it's more like a poison fog that slowly rises in the cold night, penetrating your bones bit by bit. The director, Robert Eggers, shows an almost obsessive attention to detail, using only natural light and candlelight throughout the film, and the dialogue fully restores the ancient English charm of that era. This extreme sense of realism creates a suffocating surreal atmosphere. Rather than talking about supernatural forces, it's more about dissecting a family's self-destruction under the pressure of extreme loneliness and religious fanaticism. Anya Taylor-Joy's silver screen debut is simply amazing. Her cold temperament with a hint of rebellion perfectly interprets the pain of a young girl struggling in the cracks between patriarchy and doctrine. That sense of despair of being suspected by her closest relatives and swallowed by the wilderness is more frightening than any bloody scene. The best thing is that the film blurs the boundaries between reality and illusion. You can't tell whether those strange scenes are real witch hauntings or collective mental disorder under long-term suppression. Only when the extremely visually impactful ending of the film appears will you realize that sometimes the so-called "degeneration" is actually a cruel and beautiful liberation. If you're tired of formulaic thrillers and want to experience a slow-burning psychological thrill, this film will definitely make you feel in awe of any bottomless forest after watching it. And, to top it all off... it might leave you with a lingering question: ever wonder what the taste of butter is like? 【电影介绍】一只通体漆黑的山羊伫立在荒凉的农场边缘,它的眼神里透着某种不属于畜牲的狡黠与冷漠。在17世纪新英格兰那片被诅咒的灰暗天空下,一个被放逐的清教徒家庭正陷入一场无法醒来的噩梦。他们为了坚守心中所谓的纯洁信仰,带着全部家当离开殖民地村落,却在森林深处遭遇了比贫穷和饥饿更可怕的东西。 最初只是一个呼吸间的疏忽。长女托马辛正逗弄着襁褓中的小弟弟,仅仅是一眨眼的工夫,孩子就在光天化日之下凭空消失了。这起失踪案像一把锈迹斑斑的尖刀,切开了这个家庭本就脆弱的平和。母亲的哀恸化作了歇斯底里的指责,父亲的虔诚在歉收的庄稼面前显得摇摇欲坠,而那对年幼的双胞胎,竟然开始对着黑山羊窃窃私语,声称自己能听见魔鬼的低喃。 随着二儿子凯勒布从茂密的林海中赤身裸体、神志不清地归来,恐惧开始在狭小的木屋里疯狂滋长。最亲密的血脉亲情在猜忌中扭曲变形,所有人的矛头都指向了正值青春期的托马辛。她究竟是无辜的受害者,还是那个隐藏在阴影中、将灵魂出卖给森林之主的帮凶?森林深处那股古老而邪恶的力量,正耐心地等待着这家人在信仰的崩塌中彻底毁灭。 【观影点评】这部电影绝不是那种靠廉价音效和突脸怪物来吓人的快餐恐怖片,它更像是一团在寒夜里缓缓升起的毒雾,一点点渗透进你的骨髓。导演罗伯特·艾格斯展现出了一种近乎偏执的考究,全片几乎只使用自然光和蜡烛照明,配合那种还原时代的古英语韵味,这种极致的写实感反而营造出了一种让人窒息的超现实氛围。 与其说它在讲述超自然力量,不如说它在解剖一个家庭在极端孤独与宗教狂热压迫下的自我毁灭。安雅·泰勒-乔伊的银幕首秀简直惊为天人,她那种清冷又带着一丝叛逆的气质,完美诠释了少女在父权与教义夹缝中挣扎的痛苦。那种被至亲怀疑、被荒野吞噬的绝望感,比任何血腥画面都更令人不寒而栗。 最妙的地方在于,电影模糊了现实与幻觉的边界。你分不清那些诡异的景象是真的女巫作祟,还是长期饥饿与压抑下的集体精神错乱。直到影片最后那个极具视觉冲击力的结局出现,你才会意识到,有时候所谓的堕落,其实是一种残酷而凄美的解脱。如果你厌倦了套路化的惊悚片,想体验一种慢火煎熬般的心理颤栗,这部电影绝对会让你在看完后,对任何一片深不见底的树林都心生敬畏。





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