I escaped from the office early yesterday afternoon to catch the last run of Yanggaw, a Cinema One Original that came out on limited release at a nearby mall. Dani reminded me to make sure to catch the movie when she posted the movie poster last weekend and added,
What if your daughter turned into an aswang? It’s a movie that might’ve started out with one of those ‘What if’ questions; the kind of questions that can make or break a movie, but in the case of Yanggaw it was the former. Catch Yanggaw at Robinsons Galleria till August 4.
The girlfriend was busy with a ton of schoolwork and my friends who I was sure were available yesterday couldn’t be bothered with seeing a movie that’s not about fighting robots or accelerating soldiers, so I just had to go watch it alone. I don’t usually go to the movies by my lonesome, but for a local horror film that’s been getting a lot of hype, I was willing to make an exception and take the risk of getting scared out of my wits without a companion to snap me back to reality and laugh with or at me once it’s all over.
So, I went. I have to say I got genuinely scared by the fascinatingly raw and eerie scenes. I admired the Ilonggo dialect for its effectiveness in helping the characters express their emotions, whether strong or subtle. (The title, by the way, is Ilonggo for infection.) I witnessed an awesome cast play out an equally awesome script. I regarded with utmost approval the people who worked behind the scenes on a tight budget but managed to come up with this gem of a truly Pinoy horror film I was lucky enough to behold. And then when this little film was finally over, I couldn’t help but think how, for once, there was truth in all the hype.
Salamat gid, Yanggaw.



