Reviewed by Colin Jacobson (December 1, 2021)
Director James Wan made his name with horror films such as 2004’s Saw, 2010’s Insidious and 2013’s The Conjuring. He veered away for projects like 2015’s Furious 7 and 2018’s Aquaman - with 2016’s Conjuring 2 in between – but he returned with his first new horror property in eight years via 2021’s Malignant.
Pregnant Madison Mitchell (Annabelle Wallis) suffers a double loss when a mystery force kills her husband Derek (Jake Abel) and attacks her as well, an act that causes a miscarriage. After this event, Madison starts to see visions of murders.
As the bodies pile up, the Seattle police suspect Madison. However, she claims innocence and blames the deaths on “Gabriel”, a supposedly imaginary friend from her youth.
I admit that Wan’s overall filmography does little for me. His pairs of Conjuring and Insidious movies seem decent but no better, and Aquaman only sporadically works for me. Furious 7 remains probably the best of the franchise, but that stems more from the mediocrity of the other flicks than due to the movie’s strengths.
Given my less the fruitful history with Wan’s productions, I can’t claim I went into Malignant with high hopes. Actually, I entered the film as a virtual blank slate, as beyond my knowledge of Wan’s involvement and its place as a horror tale, I knew nothing about what to expect.
In theory, that made Malignant a more interesting screening than it might’ve been if I’d been aware of the plot or I’d seen trailers. However, even with the whole flick as a fresh experience, I found myself disenchanted.
Essentially Malignant delivers about 80 minutes of tedious exposition and clichés before it becomes wholly absurd. With a mix of plot twists, it becomes difficult to discuss the film and avoid spoilers, but suffice it to say that the movie takes some real turns in its final act.
While these don’t seem out of nowhere in terms of development, they do come across as wholly ludicrous, and they ensure that the last half-hour or so of Malignant becomes literally laughable. Honestly, this portion of the film feels disconnected from the rest, so the shifts in tone don’t fit well.
If the final act proved less idiotic, I wouldn’t mind this, but the last third seems so silly that it ruins everything else that came before it – or it would spoil the flick if the first two segments didn’t feel so tedious. Malignant pours on scads of dull exposition and tiresome jump scares as it works toward its Big Twists.
This leaves the impression that Wan figured he didn’t need to give the audience much of interest because he thought the finale would bowl over viewers. For some folks, this may prove true – they may get so caught up in the last half-hour’s insanity that they forget the boredom of the first 80 minutes.
Because I think the ending proves so goofy, that doesn’t happen for me. Nothing about the finish forgives the tedium of the initial 80 minutes, and the whole thing winds up on a sour note.
I get that horror movies often – and perhaps usually - pursue ludicrous stories and twists. Heck, most genre entries rely on character stupidity to succeed, so one must generally take that grain of salt to enjoy these flicks.
Unfortunately, nothing about Malignant makes it worth the immense suspension of disbelief it requires. Boring until it becomes stupid, the movie wastes 111 minutes of screen time.