Great Moments In Movie Shelves #48

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The gorgeous modern house in Goodnight Mommy (here is my review) is already as far as I'm concerned a member of the elite Horror Movie House Pantheon - one day it will stand as classic as that hotel in The Shining, dammit. Over the course of the film's 95 minutes directors Severin Fiala and Veronika Franz get us to know it and the surrounding greenish spaces so well through expertly attuned spatial choreography - we follow the twin boys around and through it (and importantly at their level) so often and so clearly that we come to know it as well as they do.

All its nooks and crannies, which become, as the movie progresses, terrifying little hidey-holes from which anything might pop at any moment. (Yeah I'm looking at you, vat of hissing cockroaches.) But at the same time -- good grief would I want to live in this house. Not since Orphan has real-estate-porn been so seductive and sinister all at once. (Thanks to Final Girl for reminding me of all this - Stacie gave the film her "Horror Without People" treatment yesterday.) And yes, the shelves! Those gorgeous shelves...