How do those Koreans do it? you may well ask yourself after watching this sublime blockbuster that subverts so many of the clichés that easily sink other examples of mass-audience frivolity. This is but the second full-length feature from Jo Sung-hee, but, man, is this fellow (shown at left) accomplished! The film itself is so full of beauty -- from the scenery and the charming, colorful sets to the actor's faces and the occasional but very well-used special effects -- that this alone can carry you easily along. In fact, this is not only one of the best fairy tales and love stories TrustMovies has seen in a long while, it's also one of the best werewolf films.
It all begins here in America, where a three-generation family arises in the morning, with Grandma front and center. When she receives a surprise phone call that sends her back to Korea to sell a old piece of property, as well as visit her grand-daughter who is studying over there, the history of this woman unfolds.
The connection that forms between the girl and the boy is the heart of the film, and it never wavers, only grows stronger and deeper as the movie progresses, despite a nasty, mustache-twirling (if he had one) villain (above), scientists and government agents, some dumb but relatively kindly cops, and other of the usual suspects.
Yet Mr. Jo spices all this up with sets, colors and other visual that keep bringing fairy tales to mind (note the colorful doors inside the family's Korea house); scenes of teaching the wild boy how to eat, behave, brush his teeth (above) and appreciate music (below) that have genuine humor and charm; along with a generations-spanning story that speaks in its own lovely, individual ways to grandparents, parents and children alike.
My spouse has remarked a couple of times how, at the conclusion of several Korean films he's now seen, though he had enjoyed the movies as they progressed, he still found himself unexpectedly moved at their conclusion. That's one of the smart little secrets of these Korean artists: The way they peruse and then use movie clichés, while jumping from genre to genre, consistently zig-zagging between delivering and upending our expectations -- and in the process doubling our pleasure.
You can catch A Werewolf Boy now via Netflix streaming or purchase it on DVD. You'd think this one would be ripe for an American remake, but we'd probably special-effect it to death and so ruin its tender charms.
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