Babysitter’s Guide To Monster Hunting
A Babysitter’s Guide to Monster Hunting is intended to be a fantasy film. But not a single moment rings real.
It’s not the teen angst, not the little-kid nightmares and its indeed not the sense of fun and camaraderie which intended to fuel these Halloween adventures.
It seems impossible to expect the film by director Rachel Talalay, based on the first book in Joe Ballarini’s Young Adult series. It launched a franchise as it appears to be planned. There’s very little that captures you here and makes you want to watch more. In an attempt to cater to the broadest potential audience of kids trapped at home, all in this Netflix adaptation is incredibly harmless. But rather than acting as an amusing diversion from the trick-or-treat festivities, they are undoubtedly missing. “Babysitter’s Guide” might only lull them to an early bedtime.
The Characters And Plot
However, as our guide through the dark, underground world of the movie, Tamara Smart has a right on-screen presence.
She plays a first-year student from high school named Kelly. Although everyone derisively calls her Monster Girl because of a story she told about the scary creature that visited her the night she was a baby. In the cutesy, stilted way adults think teens talk in Ballarini ‘s adapted script. The mean girls and sweet nerds speak to each other alike. “Babysitter’s Guide” is also one of those movies in which a character who is as smart, kind, and beautiful as Kelly is supposedly an outcast. Pump the brakes, Casanova,” is the kind of cringe thing these individuals say to each other.
The visual effects, part of the overall low-budget look of the film, have a cheesy, disconnected quality. The chintzes recall the “Spy Kids” movies that Robert Rodriguez famously made during production for a song while wearing several hats. A few visual flourishes, like the elegant, art deco-inspired lair of The Grand Guignol, do work. But “Babysitter’s Guide” still aims to cram in a whole lot of world-building. The density of the mythology of Ballarini makes the film overly inscrutable. In the meantime, the wall-to-wall, perky pop songs surrounding all these adventures amplify the irritating aspect.
The “Babysitter’s Guide” is never really frightening, but it’s never that funny, either. The characters are bland, and there are tame antics.