Friday, 6 September 2013

Film Trailer Deconstruction




Insidious is a supernatural horror film, I am interested in doing this genre as my final film. On interesting point on this is the whole trailer is deemed a flashback, this is a strange part of temporal editing. It shows an unamed, unknown man to us in some kind of therapy session or hypnosis as though to try and recall a repressed or horrific memory. This starts by giving us an insight into how horrifying this film and the situation and film will be.  
We see the words 'Insidious is Insidious' repeated over and over among the clip. Each time it gets closer to us, this creates a feeling  of suspense, of an impending thing to come, it helps the pace because as it gets closer, it builds us up for something to come, for what happens when the word reaches us. It gets faster, the letters jumble as though in a panic and it acts as a raise of our pulse. Between it there are more cuts, faster. It shows a lot of clips in one sequence, a montage of fast jump cuts that get faster with the speeding up of the words on screen. The montages get shorter too, everything seems to lead to some sort of conclusion.  
 
The sound is also important pace wise as we actually see a metronome at the beginning which is an item use to keep the pace of music. We then see the jump cuts move in time with the beats of the metronome as it gets louder, it becomes more and more dramatic. It again leads us up to something. There is a silence so exaggerated between each beat as well which is just eerie. And then the beat is so pointed and deep when it comes, it disrupts the silence and we expect it. There is also cliché noises exaggerated, creaking of doors an floorboards that we expect from a horror film. A conventional part. 
 
We begin with being shown a happy house, we get a pan of their family home which looks idealistic. A large garden, no cliché looking haunted house like we might expect. We here the term 'Sweetie' used which is a fond word, it shows there is love in the family, caring. They laugh and lift their baby, clearly so pleased to have him. It's perfect family atmosphere. But the metronome keeps ticking, counting down. We know something is going to mess it up. And then the child falls, the rushed words are back on screen and the happy, family montage leaves and we know something bad has happened, this event is key, it even shows it in a close up so that we really see the importance of the event it is an iscolated clip and we don't miss the importance. We then see the clip of him in a coma, this acts as a kind of spatial editing, a cause and effect. The fall leads to a coma. We see him in a coma over the parent's shoulders as if we are stood with him, visiting him. We get an idea of what it's like as their family member. We empathise. It get's us emotionally involved. 
 
A lot of the shots are through hallways of the house, we follow them through it. The shots are travelling, we move with the camera like in a dolly shot, we are with them all the time. We don't feel like an outsider. We are part of it. That is even more unsettling. 
 
Voice overs are used a lot, paired with important scenes. It helps to clary what is happening. The 'there's something in Dalton's room' paired with an image of his room gives us an idea of the plot without giving to much away. It remains vague and leads us to asking questions. What is in his room? It's all make the suspense increase.  
 
The pace increases dramatically. Questions like 'what is it?' are actually asked, ones we are thinking ourselves. The whole time, the family are in the same position as us. We really do feel part of it. And then suddenly, when all these fast paced jump cuts of montages are done and quick music, we are suddenly hit with  sudden silence. It becomes even more frightening as it is so sudden. And then we have a dramatic conclusion and we find out something unusual which answers some questions bt not too many, enough to leave us wanting more. Te pace picks up in a climax of the faster cuts yet, all little tastes of the horror to come.

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