In the landscape of post-đổi mới Vietnamese cinema, horror has often been a hesitant visitor—relegated to campy ghosts or moralizing folk tales. But in 2009, director Vũ Ngọc Đãng dropped a stone into that still pond with Obsessed (Ám Ảnh). The ripples haven’t quite settled since.
But the film’s true obsession is not with ghosts. It’s with gaslighting . phim obsessed 2009
To be obsessed with Obsessed is to also read it as allegory. Released when Vietnam was rapidly modernizing—old shophouses falling to glass-and-steel towers—the film taps into a cultural anxiety about what gets buried in the name of progress. The mansion’s secrets are not supernatural; they are familial, financial, and patriarchal. The horror is not the ghost. The horror is how easily a woman’s truth can be rewritten as hysteria. In the landscape of post-đổi mới Vietnamese cinema,
It is not a perfect film. But it is a brave one—a shadow that refuses to fade, even when you turn on all the lights. But the film’s true obsession is not with ghosts
To watch Obsessed today is to witness a fascinating, flawed, and genuinely disturbing experiment. On its surface, it’s a thriller about Hân (Kathy Uyên), a vulnerable bride who moves into the sprawling, antique-filled mansion of her wealthy husband, Thông (Anh Dũng). There, she is tormented by the classic gothic triad: a whispering housekeeper, a sinister sister-in-law, and the creeping certainty that the house is alive with a malignant presence.