In the 2009 horror film “Orphan,” Isabelle Fuhrman played the role of Esther, a nine-year-old psycho freak who looked like a frumpy Victorian doll and spoke with a Russian accent, making her seem like not only a junior devil but a junior devil from the country of Putin. Here you will read about Orphan First Kill Isabelle’s return, the psycho child, and other details about her.
There has been a long history of films about monster children (the first, “The Bad Seed,” came out in 1956), so after “The Omen,” “The Brood,” “Ringu,” and so many more, there wasn’t much place for a pulp horror film like “Orphan” to shock us.
Although it was a fairly standard schlocky blunderbuss film, it did contain one interesting twist: Esther was not a young girl of 9, but rather a lady in her early 30s named Leena who suffered from a rare hormonal imbalance that prevented her from reaching her full physical potential.
The stupidity of “Orphan” lies in the fact that if Esther had just been 9 years old, the movie wouldn’t have changed much. The adult-woman-in-a-child’s-body horror premise requires psychological depth, originality, and style, none of which “Orphan” has.
To be honest, I was one of the many critics who felt the movie sucked, but apparently, it has gained cult status. Now, 13 years later, we have “Orphan: First Kill,” a prequel to “Orphan” in which Fuhrman, who was just 11 when the first film was made, is actually an adult actor pretending to be a child.
She sports the same pigtails-and-ribbon style, choker, ruffled 19th-century shirt, and glum Slavic mood as the woman who plays Irina in the abridged “Three Sisters.” During the opening of “First Kill,” she escapes from the Saarne psychiatric hospital in Estonia, where she meets and assumes the identity of Esther, the missing daughter of Tricia and Allen Albright.
Esther’s photo and story are found online, and Esther’s parents are reunited with her (Julia Stiles and Rossif Sutherland). Esther disappeared four years ago, and her whereabouts have never been discovered. She is believed to have been kidnapped.
The Albrights are a privileged family: Allen is a famous painter, and Tricia is a socialite who travels the country giving speeches and donating to various causes at her mansion in the affluent coastal town of Darien, Connecticut. To everyone’s surprise, Esther returns from captivity speaking with a thick Russian accent and a completely new demeanor.
Since it’s not as if children drastically alter their physical appearances simply because they age four years, the film seems to push the limits of suggestion to the point of outright absurd craziness for a while. It’s hard to believe that the Albrights would be so distraught at Esther’s abduction as to adopt this girl with the frozen expression.
Do not worry, though. There’s a backstory in the movie that explains everything. If you’re a fan of Julia Stiles like I am and you’re wondering why she’s in a melodrama like this, I’ll tell you: Instead of playing the typical parent/victim/stooge in an attack-of-the-kid-from-hell horror movie, Tricia has her own sinister plans. The situation is not lost on her.
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Stiles imbues her character with a stoic expression of her own, an iron resolve, and a big strategy that would explain everything if it weren’t so ludicrous. (It’s related to lifting Allen’s spirits.) Gunnar (Matthew Finlan), the Albrights’ adolescent son, adds a note of cheesy entitlement worthy of a Trump scion to the drama, which quickly becomes a war of wits between the manipulative mother and the phony daughter.
However, what occurs is so implausible that it takes even more suspension of disbelief on the part of the audience than Esther’s initial ploy. Orphan: First Kill is a slow and dull thriller. Fuhrman, as always, brings a chilling creepiness to her character, but the bare bones and random screenplay force her to play Esther as a one-dimensional mascot of fear, falling between Freddy Krueger and a Leprechaun. I’m hoping that if there’s a third installment, they’ll find out a way to give Esther the fake monster girl more than just one-dimensionality.
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