HOME BODIES
Casey Walker‘s ceaselessly intriguing Fantasia 2026 film Home Bodies follows isolated twins, Blue and Red. Having solely existed in an automated environment, they experience a controlled perspective, from their color-coordinated tracksuits to their crayon packs and toys that only feature a variation of their assigned color. Each day, they find a VHS episode of a children’s television show called The Barn; something akin to a cable access version of the New Zoo Revue meets Neighborhood of Make-Believe.
But it is clear Blue and Red are different personalities. Blue is happiest with routine, in the way a young child aims to please to stay out of trouble. Red has more of a bored tween attitude. She has grown weary of the day-to-day. Red’s tedium leads her to momentarily lash out during a game of catch, breaking a window and disrupting their regularly scheduled actions.
Their only contact is “Papa,” a mysterious Hal-like speaker down a hallway. With a Speak-and-Spell tone of voice, the audience can hear faint keyboard tapping as the children report their error. When they wake to their version of Christmas morning, they discover they’ve been gifted an androgynous humanoid they name Pal. The arrival quickly drives a wedge between the siblings as Red’s attention has a fresh target.
When Red awakens to find Pal watching a bloody, slaughterhouse version of one of their television episodes, with a worse version arriving each night. Blue hatches a plan to get rid of Pal, but his actions immediately backfire. Red and Blue’s world begins to alter in small ways. Every regulated aspect of their lives starts to glitch, from the water and food quality to temperature settings, garbage disposal to communication, pitting the siblings against one another.
Ian Ho‘s Blue is almost punchable, which is a total compliment. A stickler for rules and equally bratty creates an incredibly compelling performance based solely on self-preservation. Emma Ho gives Red a feisty air that beautifully counters Ian’s underdeveloped social-emotional state. Her daring non-compliance and knowledge-seeking provide a healthy perspective for the audience to grasp onto. Their chemistry is magic.
Home Bodies feels like Ray Bradbury‘s The Veldt meets a daylight version of Skinamarink. The cinematography is fantastic. Bryn McCashin utilizes security camera angles and peculiar POV shots from inside trashcans or the microwave.
Chareese Steinhoff‘s production design is immersive. The aging midcentury aesthetic of the automated house is unnerving. There is a recurring theme of dripping water, from the faucet, the shower, pipes, down walls. As consequences loom, it almost feels as if the house is slowly disintegrating.
Home Bodies is unbelievably entertaining. There is never a dull moment. Adrian Murray and Marcus Sullivan‘s script explores the fallout of violating trust and broken rules; it is a sinister evolution of manipulation, and perhaps a metaphor for today’s youth and their reliance on technology to regulate their needs. Home Bodies boasts a mind-blowing finale that makes it ripe for a franchise. I have all the questions, and I am begging for more. Do not move during the credits. The moment the film ended, I started it again and gasped. Oh, the breadcrumbs.
World Premiere Screening
HOME BODIES
Thursday, July 23, 2026
9:30 PM
Cinéma du Musée
Fantasia International Film Festival
Presented in the Septentrion Shadows section
Presented with the short film SLEEP THROUGH SUMMER
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