In the silence of Edbrook, every shadow hides a truth too terrible to speak.
In the bleak English countryside of the 1920s, where the mist clings to the hills like a shroud and time seems to stand still, Haunted (1995) unravels like a gothic fever dream. Adapted from James Herbert’s novel, this eerie period ghost story merges melancholy romance with spectral dread, offering a chilling meditation on grief, repression, and guilt.
Aidan Quinn stars as Professor David Ash, a staunch skeptic of the supernatural, summoned to the grand but decaying Edbrook estate by the enigmatic Mariell siblings. The task is simple—or so it seems: to disprove the rumors of ghostly activity. But as David delves deeper into the eerie happenings of the house, a quiet madness seeps through the walls. Unseen figures appear in photographs. Doors open by themselves. Whispers echo through candlelit corridors. Yet the most disturbing presence is not what haunts the estate—but what haunts David himself.
At the heart of the mystery lies a woman—Christina Mariell, played with haunting sensuality by Kate Beckinsale—whose beauty both entices and unnerves. Their relationship ignites with passion but unravels into something far more unsettling as the truth of the Mariell family is unearthed, brick by crumbling brick. What David finds is not a haunting to be debunked, but a trauma he can no longer deny.
Visually lush and mournful, Haunted is a tale where ghosts do not rattle chains, but whisper through longing, loss, and secrets too painful to face. It’s not just the house that’s haunted—but the hearts of everyone who enters it.