Directed By: Lynne Ramsay
Written By: Lynne Ramsay, Rory Kinnear (screenplay) and Lionel Shriver (novel)
Starring: Tilda Swinton and John C. Reilly
Every parents’ worst nightmare is having an asshole for a child.
I was immediately drawn into this movie by the timeline jumping around like a hypoglycemic child hopped up on sugar. It was a great vehicle that set a rather disturbing tone. There were moments where they would dangle just enough info that kept me wondering how everything would unfold.
I was pleasantly surprised with how artistic this film was in its use of a remotely avant-garde shooting style and interesting editing. They did just enough of this to straddle the line of cinematic beauty while maintaining a popular appeal. The use of imagery was overt but effective and added to the tension. Unfortunately, it didn’t do so well at the box office, which is a shame because it was decent.
Tilda Swinton was captivating to watch. She played a complex character that underwent several transitions in her lifetime. The part of the son was played by several different child/teen actors which they did a great job of casting. The only strange casting choice was John C. Reilly. The part called for a banal performance but once again his face and voice are way too funny and I didn’t feel like laughing while watching this movie.
This film is a great conversation starter and would be a hit at any soirée. Potential discussion topics could include: nature vs. nurture, gender roles in parenting and my personal favourite, effective methods of toilet training.
Problem: Terrible title
Mood for watching: Terrified
What to eat and drink: Jam sandwich and tomato juice
If I made it: The son would have his midriff covered
Why watch: Creepy kids