Our Mother’s House

In a crumbling Victorian house on a quiet suburban street, seven siblings press their lives into the narrow seams left by an ailing, devout mother. The rooms feel like a museum of faded etiquette, where dust settles on curtains and the garden hides more than weeds. Within these walls, the ordinary rhythms of childhood are twisted by an undercurrent of dread, giving the film a hushed, gothic atmosphere that feels both intimate and unsettling.

The eldest child, Elsa, assumes a calm, stern authority, orchestrating daily routines as if she were the head of a household rather than a child herself. Her siblings look to her for guidance, while each quietly negotiates the impossible task of preserving the illusion that their mother still lives. The children improvise secret rites in a garden shed, a fragile shrine where they cling to belief and the hope that love can still bridge the gap between life and loss.

Resourcefulness blooms amid the quiet desperation. Jiminee discovers a way to keep the family afloat, quietly tapping into the remnants of a trust fund, while the younger ones—Gerty, with her reckless curiosity, and Diana, whose bond with the unseen feels almost prophetic—navigate the thin line between childhood wonder and the heavy weight of secrecy. Their world is a careful performance for neighbors, teachers, and the stern housekeeper who never quite grasps the depth of their deception.

The arrival of a long‑absent father, Charlie, shatters the fragile equilibrium. His sudden presence brings the promise of a new normal and the threat of hidden motives, casting fresh shadows over the already dimly lit house. As the children adjust to his influence, the film hovers on the edge of revelation, inviting viewers to wonder how far a family will go to protect its own and what lies beneath the veneer of domestic certainty.

Last Updated: December 04, 2025 at 23:21