
One of the plot points of The Skeleton Key is that black magic (or Hoodoo as it is called in this movie) can only affect you if you believe in it. The same can be said of the movie itself. If you can believe in it, you will probably fall under its spell. If, like me, however, you never quite buy into the easily predictable premise, you will be left wondering where the magic is.
Kate Hudson stars as Caroline, a young hospice worker with lingering guilt over her absence during the death of her father. After growing tired of working in a hospital where the dead, she feels, are treated without compassion, she accepts the job of caring for Ben (Hurt), a recent stroke victim who lives with his wife, Violet (Rowlands), in an old mansion in the swamps outside of New Orleans. It isn't long before Caroline discovers that the house has a sordid past involving the murder of two black servants who were also advanced practitioners of Hoodoo. Caroline begins to suspect that there is more to Ben's stroke than can be readily explained, especially when she discovers that the place Ben had his stroke is in the same location as where the servants practiced their Hoodoo rituals. Her suspicions are further raised by Violet's own increasingly erratic behavior and claims that there are ghosts in the house.
The one thing this movie doesn't lack is acting ability. Hudson does a great job as the ever more hysterical Caroline, trying to keep a grip on reality as the supernatural explodes around her. As she proved in Almost Famous, she is a serious actress who should try for more serious roles. Unfortunately, up next for her is a remake of I Dream of Jeannie, with Hudson in the lead.
Rowlands and Hurt also do good work. Hurt, who only has a few lines in the movie due to the stroke, still manages to convey quite convincingly, a man totally scared out of his mind. And Rowlands, despite being born in Wisconsin, continues her habit of playing Southern women, as she's done in The Notebook and Hope Floats. And playing the family lawyer is the always reliable Peter Sarsgaard. I've been a fan of his ever since seeing him in his Oscar-nominated role in Shattered Glass. And while it's quite clear that he's slumming it in this horror movie, he still manages to do yeoman service in the part.
When it comes to a horror movie though, the acting isn't the most important part. What you really need are chills and thrills and this movie is very much lacking in both. It does have atmosphere, with its crumbling old home nestled in the swamp, but not enough use is made of it. Instead there is a claustrophobic feel to the story that never takes full advantage of what the location has to offer. And the ending, which is supposed to be a twist, was painfully predictable.
Ever since The Ring (and this movie was written by the same person), there has been a plethora of horror movies of dubious quality. And while this movie certainly possesses a talented cast of actors, it too has to be marked down as a disappointment.


















