Rosalind Leigh was a troubled old women, dipping into the dark arts of collecting angel statues, collecting creepy artifacts from Africa whose eyes rival that of the creepy doll of The Conjuring, and all this while she lives alone in a house that is far too big for her. Of course this creepy lifestyle became a bit too much for her son Leon who one day decided to say "Eff this!" and left as soon as he can, and apparently it was so traumatizing that he would ignore his mom's requests to meet and or get together for a game of Yahtzee. Eventually Rosalind kicked the bucket (meaning she died like Morgan Freeman in the Bucket List) and left her estate and her entire collection of creepy angel statues to her son Leon, who eventually came to claim his inheritance. As he ventures throughout the house he continually has episodes of nostalgia of living with his cult-leader-of-a-grandma, and at the same time finds out that there is a great evil lurking throughout the house that could have something to do with his grandma's death, and/or a demented dog he forgot to feed.
The Good:
Now I may not have completely understood the story, and as a matter of fact it made about as much sense as the resturant down the street that serves Pizza, Subs, and Tacos all at the same time, but holy crap is this film creepy!! I don't even care that I'm still struggling to know the ending, having Leon exploring the house in the dark and all alone provides enough chills that I thought I was outside and naked in the snow; talk about vulnerable. What makes the movie even creepier is that it is narrated by Leon's mother Rosalind (voiced by Vanessa Redgrave), who provides the extra layer of dread with her naration while Leon is wondering what's behind the door or what is making the noises at the bottom of the darkened stairwell. When I found this movie I wasn't even expecting anything good, and if anything I was just scanning through netflix in hopes of a crappy movie I could half pay attention to, but gee-golly if this wasn't an awesome film to come upon.
The Bad:
Since this is one of those Horror films that has a "hard to read" storyline, it is in your best interest to pay attention throughout the entire film, which may or may not result in you wetting yourself. I for myself see this (in a weird way) as a good thing, but it should be obvious by now that i'm easily impressed with movies, let alone how impressed i'd be with a roll of bubble wrap, and that other people are more critical than I, so this movie isn't for everyone.
The Ugly:
If you are one of those Horror nerds who loves a good movie with wicked narration and eerie atmosphere, then The Last Will and Testament of Rosalind Leigh is cherry, unless you don't like cherries, then you can substitute that with a pomegranate and/or a pear. It is also important to remember that if you do end up watching this movie, then it would be best to give it your finest attention. What you shouldn't do is turn this movie on when taking care of a newborn child at 3:00 am because he won't sleep by himself all at the same time having every light in the house turned off... but why would I ever do that?
4 1/2 out of 5
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