Reviewed by Colin Jacobson (January 15, 2024)
On the surface, 2023’s It Lives Inside might look like a standard horror flick. However, it comes with cultural commentary that makes it different than the usual Hollywood fare.
An American teen of Indian descent, Sam (Megan Suri) lives with her “assimilated” father Inesh (Vik Sahay) and her more traditional mother Poorna (Neeru Bajwa). Sam struggles with her identity across these two cultures.
For reasons unknown to Sam, her estranged friend Tamira (Mohana Krishnan) always carries around an empty Mason jar. In a fit of anger, Sam breaks this vessel and inadvertently releases an ancient demon.
When we first meet Sam – whose birth name is “Samidha”, shortened to fit in – we see her shave her arms and also use photo filters to lighten images of herself posted onto social media. Thus we immediately get the sense of a teen eager to mesh with a white American society.
Of course, a huge percentage of high schoolers strive to fit in with the perceived “norms”, so Sam doesn’t seem unique. Still, the focus on her Indian heritage adds a twist to what otherwise might seem like a standard “teen outcast” tale.
Though we clearly see Sam doesn’t exist on the margins as some ostracized nerd, and that leads to her detachment from Tamira. Whereas her old pal comes across as an oddball, Sam appears fairly popular.
Albeit with an edge, as it seems clear the white kids view her as something of an exotic curiosity. While they seem to mean well, their curiosity about Sam’s cultural differences just exacerbates her sense that she doesn’t mesh as well as she wants.
All of this sets us up for a horror film with character elements that should make it something distinctive. Unfortunately, these cultural domains come across as little more than windowdressing.
This means Inside fails to develop Sam or her personal domains especially well. Her conflicts related to her Indian heritage don’t become important to the movie’s story in the broader content.
In other words, Sam’s cultural areas don’t matter in the greater scheme of things. Change the lead to an ordinary white teen and it wouldn’t take much to revamp the narrative.
Oh, Inside wraps the tale of the demon in Indian elements. Nonetheless, these remain largely superfluous and could easily be replaced by some other mythology.
This leaves Inside to succeed or fail as a pure horror movie. While it doesn’t flop, it also never becomes anything memorable.
Inside fluctuates between a moody psychological sense of terror and more overt reliance on jump scares. The two sides don’t connect in an especially smooth manner.
As a result, Inside can feel like it lacks confidence. Because the tone veers from something more internal and mental to a basic monster movie, we sense that the filmmakers wanted to cover all bases.
Like many modern scary flicks, Inside would likely work better if it tried less hard – and that comes back to the implied lack of confidence. A movie that felt more like a standard teen drama that then gradually moved toward horror would pack more of a punch.
Instead, the filmmakers telegraph the terror from the very start, as even Sam’s typical teen interactions come with a foreboding vibe. I get that audiences seem less and less willing to show the patience to wait for a “slow build”, but that doesn’t mean I agree with the choice to shove in fright right off the bat and not allow for a gradual evolution.
None of these factors make Inside a bad movie. In truth, it fares perfectly well compared to its 2020s-era peers.
But that stems from the lackluster nature of so many recent horror films. This turns into a serviceable scarefest that nonetheless disappoints because it fails to take real advantage of its unusual cultural dynamics.