It’s not everyday we get a Hollywood movie that induces genuine fear of the powers behind the supernatural. I’m not talking about the TV show. Neither I’m I talking about the many fantastic movies that touches on the element. The funny thing about this movie is that it doesn’t even try hard to be what it is. It doesn’t rub it on our faces. It just takes us on a journey from a point that is confusing and unsettling to another where all we can feel for the characters is pity because of how much they’ve had to endure.
Starring Colin Farrell as Dr. Stephen Murphy, a man who we meet in a vague relationship with a boy old enough to be his son. I must admit, at first, it seemed as though there exists something sexual between them, but it turns out we were being misled as what Dr. Murphy suffers from is guilt and not lust. Guilt as he’s responsible for the boy, Martin, having one parent less unbeknownst to Dr. Murphy, young Martin’s had been bidding his time and plotting the ultimate diabolical revenge.
Colin Farrell brings his A-game to this one. With a full beard, it’s obvious he can do no wrong. I enjoyed his performance as much as I did in ‘Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (2016). Nicole Kidman plays the long-suffering wife very well too. I know I don’t give her credit as much as is due, she’s a terrific actress, she brings to live the woman ready to do whatever it takes to protect yet family. Though there were a lapses in her characterization in a few scenes, they came across, to me, as oversights in the eyes of the director/writer, more than the actress’ fault.
I liked the story, it brought the old moral with it – the law of karma, reaping whatever you sow, a life for a life, that kind of thing. Though it wasn’t exactly clear to what extent Martin’s connection to the spiritual were, the little given was well received by me, as it didn’t hurt the propgression of the movie, and kind of kept me on my toes.
It’s an enjoyable watch. You should try it if you still haven’t.
I rate it a 7/10