

Like Medea and others of her like, she is the giver of life and its destroyer. Although the particulars of her misfortune and her symbolism can differ from tale to tale, the basic story involves a ghost forced to wander weeping for her dead children, whom she drowned. A figure out of folklore in Mexico and other parts of Latin America, she is a malleable emblem of female power, by turns tragic and chilling, sometimes both. Monsters can be in the eye of the beholder, and so it is with La Llorona.

She goes after a more obviously deserving target in her most recent outing, “La Llorona,” a thoughtful, low-key Guatemalan movie that deploys its genre shocks inside a sober art-house package. The last time this specter worked her mojo onscreen, in the “Conjuring” horror franchise, she terrified a Los Angeles family. The curse that keeps on giving, the weeping woman known as La Llorona, is back.
