Obsession [2026], a masterclass in manufactured hype

I recently went to the theater to watch Obsession, hoping for once that the torrent of good things I heard about this film would actually amount to something new and exciting for the otherwise unremarkable horror genre.

The main takeaway (and the thing everyone is incessantly raving about), seems to be that this film took a common premise (a wish gone wrong) and executed it in a novel, exciting way. For the life of me I can't see how a film with a plot as predictable as this one somehow warrants that label.

Throughout the entire run of the film I was thinking to myself "Is this it?". That's not a good thing to be thinking while watching a supposedly good film. Even>!Sarah's murder!<could be seen coming from a mile away if you paid any attention whatsoever.

Even the things the film has to say about unhealthy relationship dynamics and personal autonomy are nothing new, and yet people are raving about how "well actually, Bear is the real villain of this story" as if that's some galaxy-brain idea. Wow, you can actually read the subtext, congratulations of being capable of the bare minimum.

Now, for the "horror" impressions. The film doesn't escape (let alone subvert) any of the tropes associated with the genre. Jump scares, unsettling scenes and imagery, gore, violence, etc... The scenes are supposed to make you feel uneasy and unsettled, but just end up being either weird (in the, what the hell did I just watch category) or unintentionally funny.

Overall, I'm thoroughly disappointed and it's safe to say this experience was a masterclass of how you should never put too much stock into anything surrounded by this sort of manufactured hype.

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u/pseudo_space — 4 months ago
▲ 1 r/Poem

The sound of bells

The church bells sound
The breeze follows suit
And in me, a change in disposition
The quiet rush of somber memory

A toddler and his mother
My tiny hand enclosed in hers
Her face obscured by churchyard shadow
That seeks to swallow me as well

She moves to light a candle
On the upper chapel deck
For the health and fortune
Of the living

As for me I'm far too short
And my eyes they focus lower
To the candles on that other deck
For the respite and the slumber
Of long since departed dead

u/pseudo_space — 5 months ago

Listen to me tell my tale

Of the rowdy ocean tide,
hurling boats towards the sea,
and the lustrous glow of evening sun,
reaching out across the chasm.

At the vast, expanding mountain peaks,
where our voices fail to echo,
and where hands partake of one another,
submerged in arid winter's air.

Of our bird's forgotten flight,
as she unfurls her blackened wings,
soaring into stillness,
as the final ornament,
upon the tapestry of parting.

u/pseudo_space — 5 months ago