The older I get, the more I come to realize that the best of my childhood fears offer markers for what I consider entertainment. I’m a monster girl at heart. Fangs, fur, claws, tentacles. I treasure the thing that lives in my closet. The thing that lives under my bed. They have special places in my heart, and often, they need to be fed to be kept happy.

Babadook3When the trailer for The Babadook’s Sundance debut began circulating a few months ago, I clamped both hands to my desk, cranked the volume up, and tittered my way through the pounding in my ears. Maybe it’s just me, but we don’t often see psychological horror compounded with a monster movie too often anymore.

I’m particularly fond of the fact that the main character is a child, that the device is a popup book chock full of creepy images, and the black white illustrative work is exceptional. I don’t even want to see this monster. I just want it to stalk me through a dark house making gravelly rasping noises. Dook dook dook.

The official blurb follows:

Six years after the violent death of her husband, Amelia (Essie Davis) is at a loss. She struggles to discipline her ‘out of control’ 6-year-old, Samuel (Noah Wiseman), a son she finds impossible to love. Samuel’s dreams are plagued by a sinister monster he believes is coming to kill them both.

When a disturbing storybook called ‘The Babadook’ turns up at their house, Samuel is convinced that ‘The Babadook’ is the creature he’s been dreaming about. His hallucinations spiral out of control and as he becomes more unpredictable and violent, Amelia is genuinely frightened by her son’s behaviour.

But when Amelia begins to see glimpses of a sinister presence all around her, it slowly dawns on her that the thing Samuel has been warning her about may be real.

The official trailer was released yesterday, and while I feel that this version is giving away a hair too much, I’m still marking off my calendar for the November 24th release date.

What do you think?