Fantasia Review: The Deeper You Dig
Cat-and-mouse horror is driven by empathy for hunter and hunted
By Richard Whittaker,
1:09AM, Mon. Aug. 5, 2019
What would you do for revenge? Kill someone? Risk damnation? And what would you do to avoid such retribution?
It's easy to see why Ivy (Toby Poser) would do anything when her daughter, Echo (Zelda Adams), disappears. A small-town psychic, bilking old ladies of cash to talk to their dearly departed, Echo is all she has. And it's all too easy to see why Kurt (John Adams) is so terrified. Broke, renovating the house next door, he didn't mean to run Echo over, and she shouldn't have been sledding in the dark by the road anyway. When he decides to just bury her body and pretend it never happened, it's a selfish, short-term solution – especially since the frozen soil only allows the shallowest of graves. But what's dead doesn't stay buried for long, especially since Ivy isn't as much of a fraud as she first appears. Driven to madness and despair, Ivy is prepared to walk through the literal gates of Hell, but at unimaginable cost. "It is not you that goes through them," she is warned, "it is they that go through you.
Continuing the current wave of ingenious Canadian horror, this lo-fi, lo-budget creeper by Poser and Adams (who also co-write and co-direct, and are parents to Zelda) lurks somewhere between the cursed chill of JT Petty's underground masterpiece Soft for Digging, and the sorcerous wonder of Liam Gavin's A Dark Song. The budget occasionally strains at the edges (someone could spring for some better ADR) but the emotional core, buoyed by Poser and the younger Adams, is one of tragedy.
At the same time, the older Adams makes Kurt an unlikely subject of the audience's sympathy. He does something terrible, yes, but does even he deserve the doom that is coming for him?
The Deeper You Dig may be a small production, but everything in it feels aspirational, so much bigger and heartfelt and horrifying than can be expected. John and Zelda, pulling further duties as cinematographers, push the edges of reality, giving the cold community a sickening twist that will stick in your mind's craw. Hell isn't an inferno, they suggest: It's getting what you want at a soul-destroying cost.
Fantasia Festival in Montreal runs through Aug. 1. We'll be running reviews to give you a first glimpse at some of the underground and genre titles you'll be seeing in the months ahead.