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Before I Wake

Before I Wake

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Mike Flanagan’s Before I Wake hints—in flashes—at a remarkably cruel psychodrama, physicalizing one of the worst and most common fears that orphans share: that they’re awful and unlovable, and therefore undeserving of parents. This fear is similar to the terror that parents have of inadvertently destroying or disappointing their children, and Flanagan unites these anxieties with a ghoulishly inventive plot turn that he doesn’t fully explore.

Jessie (Kate Bosworth) and Mark (Thomas Jane) are a couple who lost their child, Sean (Antonio Evan Romero), in a bathtub drowning. Unable to have more children, they adopt eight-year-old Cody (Jacob Tremblay), whom we first see in bed while a previous stepfather looms over him with a pistol. Which is to say that Jessie, Mark, and Cody are all profoundly damaged individuals.

Throughout Before I Wake, Flanagan links or contrasts Jessie and Cody in a variety of symbolic flourishes. In group therapy, Jessie says that she feels as if she can’t awaken following Sean’s death, while Cody suffers from the opposite problem, feeling pressured to avoid sleep, gorging on sugar and caffeine because his dreams assume a physical reality. Cody is fascinated by butterflies, and so Jessie and Mark see butterflies fluttering around their house as Cody sleeps. Realizing Cody’s powers, Jessie inundates the boy with pictures and home videos of Sean, so that Sean will appear in Cody’s dreams and re-materialize, briefly “returning” to his parents. In this cauldron of neuroses another fear is expressed: an orphan child’s suspicion that his parents’ “real” children are better, closer, and essentially irreplaceable.

The images have a pleasing straightforwardness that parallels the openness of Cody’s longing for love.

A filmmaker of visionary sadism, such as David Fincher, might have made an alienating and formally rapturous feast of this premise, homing in on the way a family eats itself alive as each member succumbs to obsession. Flanagan is one of the horror genre’s few humanists, however, and so he approaches his narrative with a carefulness that’s admirable but also restricting. The issue of Jessie’s exploitation of Cody, which suggests a kind of violation, is dropped almost as soon as it’s broached, as Flanagan can’t bear the idea of watching Cody as he comes to enjoy a loving relationship that might be rooted in an exploitive illusion. This resonant and perverse idea (somewhat reminiscent of David Cronenberg’s The Brood) remains untapped, deflating Before I Wake at its midpoint and nearly leaving it without a rudder.

Before I Wake is less a horror film than a metaphorical fantasy in the key of Val Lewton. Though Flanagan lets elements of his horror narrative hang, he fulsomely elaborates on the emotional contours of Cody’s relationship with Jessie and Mark. A prodigiously subtle young actor, Tremblay allows the audience to see many fine shades of vulnerability and self-loathing in his character, as he did in Lenny Abrahamson’s Room. Cody’s desperation to be good, to hold himself to a standard that’s rendered unreachable by his innate gifts—as the film is also a parable of artistic awakening—is intensely poignant.

Flanagan often lingers on Tremblay’s face, while the actor elaborates on the tension bubbling up underneath his adorable visage. Cody’s voice is always accommodating, and seems just a step or two away from cracking. When Cody first meets Mark, the young boy extends his hand to his new stepfather, like one might to a person one’s encountering for the first time at a business meeting. Cody, so eager to refute his perception of himself as a black sheep, discounts the notion of intimacy, favoring calmer and more stable politeness.

The images have a pleasing straightforwardness that parallels the openness of Cody’s longing for love. The butterflies are big and grandly colored, suggesting the product of a gifted child’s imagination and yearning for a transcendence over internal ugliness—such as doubt and guilt—that’s represented here by the desiccated-looking entity that Cody calls the Canker Man (Topher Bousquet). The fakeness of the butterflies, which are obviously CGI, enhances the film’s pathos, reflecting the fragility of Cody’s momentary peacefulness. Shots of abandoned homes and underpopulated hospitals abound in empty space and classically expressionist shadows, elegantly elaborating on the loneliness of a splintered family.

Flanagan is deeply invested in Cody’s welfare, to the point of rigidly signifying the various manifestations of the boy’s nightmares, pigeonholing irrationality into a rational framework so as to justify a moving yet literal-minded finale. Chaos could’ve opened Before I Wake up, allowing it to breathe, though such a beautiful and empathetic film cannot be taken for granted.

Distributor
Netflix
Runtime
97 min
Rating
PG-13
Year
2016
Director
Mike Flanagan
Screenwriter
Mike Flanagan, Jeff Howard
Cast
Kate Bosworth, Thomas Jane, Jacob Tremblay, Annabeth Gish, Topher Bousquet, Dash Mihok, Jay Karnes, Lance E. Nichols