Warning: there will be spoilers for those readers named David Koepp or those
who have never seen a movie before!
Tell me if you’ve heard this one before. Because of tensions in their
marriage, the married couple of Theo (Kevin Bacon) and Susanna (Amanda Seyfried)
are trying to work out some of it by taking their little daughter Ella (Avery
Tiiu Essex) for a couple of weeks in a rented house in Wales, before successful
actress Susanna has to pop off to London for a shoot. Those tension are mostly
pretty much what you’d expect: he has anger issues and feels hurt in his
manliness by the age difference (which I am apparently bound by law to call
“icky” these days, but most certainly won’t), while she is as shallow as she is
cute. Also an actress with all the cliché stuff this brings in lazy
scriptwriting land (plus cheating on him, as it will turn out, because of course
she is). Theo’s anger issues have a somewhat deeper dimension because he was
once accused of having killed his first wife but was acquitted in court, and we
all know that nobody acquitted of a crime in a movie ever was innocent (unless
it’s a courtroom drama).
They have chosen a pretty bad place for their attempt at playing happy
family, and soon a lot of mildly spooky stuff happens. You pretty much know the
rest.
Which is of course the main problem of David Koepp’s movie: you have seen all
of this before, often in visually much more inventive manner, and written with
actual verve and insight instead of Koepp’s strictly mechanical interpretation
here. And sure, if you simply go by the mechanics, there’s nothing exactly
wrong with the way Koepp approaches this story here, but the mechanics
of a script are only ever the point in film school.
On this side of the screen, it’s rather more problematic for the
psychologically based horror film this is supposed to be how flat and trite the
characterisation is. Despite Bacon and Seyfried both being perfectly capable of
inhabiting more lively characters, everything about them here is absolutely
obvious and simply not terribly interesting, the film never finding a way to
explain why exactly one should care about the marriage problems of these
cardboard cut-outs. The so-called reveals about the couple the film gets up to
in the final act have been bleedingly obvious from the first couple of scenes,
and the film’s practically delusional insistence it’s a surprise to the audience
that Theo is indeed responsible for the death of his first wife borders on the
absurd. None of the plot developments surprise; worse, none of them put anything
about the characters into a new or more complex light. It’s just clockwork
mechanics pretending to be a movie.
To be fair, there are a couple of decent moments of weirdness in the last
third of the film, using irrational shift of space and time to produce hopes of
the film going somewhere more interesting for its end, but that fizzles out
pretty quickly. Eventually, everything ends exactly as you expected it to end
right from the start, without insight, without strangeness, and with an idea of
guilt and punishment that’s as old-testament as it is simple-minded and deeply
unsatisfying.
Thursday, July 30, 2020
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