The Babadook

Never before has the reality of depression and grief been so tangible through the screen. The cumbersome burden of grief slowly corroding away your relationships, mental state, and even your physicality as you bury it further into the recesses of your mind hoping that it will simply go away. The Babadook terrifies not because of cheap scares or thrilling monster design, but because of how believably the ease at which grief can trap someone in its bondage. In every shadow it lurks; it will follow you wherever you go. There is no escaping the sound–ba BA-ba DOOK! DOOK! DOOK! p.s. can we take a moment however, to appreciate how the kid goes full Kevin McCallister on that bitch.