Let’s visit a spooky house.
When the Walls Talk is mislabeled on Amazon as a 2019 release, but by the time I noticed that I was invested enough to finish the review.
When I started the movie I was not sure if this is a real documentary or a horror film made to look like a documentary—or some combination of the two. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t buy the argument either way, but this shows how deep this new subgenre has gone.
We follow an investigative crew through a nice looking, but ultimately familiar, investigation. The formula wears a bit thin as we open with somber music whilst talking with locals, historians, and other visitors. We will quickly revisit what is considered the most compelling evidence and showcase a lot of paperwork that seems a little too preserved to be nearly 100 years old.
To the film’s credit (and the largest piece of evidence this isn’t a manufactured documentary) is that the film stays informative and relatively well-edited throughout. We don’t get the devolved experience of following people around with shaky camera as much and the majority of the film is well-lit with only a few minutes in the night vision.
The Whispers Estate certainly seems to be a popular spot for ghost-hunting teams. We are given the highlight reel of other groups discussing things they saw or felt and amazingly forgot to get on camera. The evidence presented is hardly compelling, and we are unfortunately asked to take the investigator’s word for just about everything. I know some folks believe this stuff, but I hope many will want more profound information than is offered here.
The presentation throughout is polished enough to maintain a level of interest. At its worst it is boring and at best it is interesting enough—you may quantify that however you wish. Fans of ghost docs will have seen better, but they will have also seen worse. A lot of the construction here smacks of a safe bet, which is odd for a documentary. I see this sort of regimented structure in horror films as an attempt to be good enough to not hate. When the Walls Talk seems to be doing the same thing. It is good enough to watch, but the attempts to achieve a consistent (and lower denomination) quality means it is neither off-putting nor memorable.