I will cut right to the chase here – a better title would have been “The Killing of a Sacred Two Hours”. This was a pile of CRAP! Plain and simple. The plot was ludicrous, the characters all spoke in monotone and I hated every one of them. Per most similar “nouveau” movies, the music was awful, annoying, and asinine – the three As. We almost cut our losses after the first hour but decided to hang in for the bitter end. And it was more bitter than a triple IPA. Jiminy Christmas did this film blow.
This dreck starred Colin Farrell as Steven, a heart surgeon (really? Come on!) in probably his worst movie ever. I can see why he insisted on the bum beard – probably figured it would hide his face so people wouldn’t recognize him. Nicole Kidman co-starred as Anna, Steven’s wife, in another robot impersonation. Their two kids were similarly awful. And the antagonist Martin, played by Barry Keoghan (who I could’ve sworn was an Edgerton – either Joel’s younger brother or son) was similarly animatronic in his psychoses.
Anywho, Martin met Steven at a diner, and later got invited to dinner. Making somewhat of a connection, Martin then invited Steven to dinner at his house with his mother, played by Alicia Silverstone. She acted very strangely, making advances to Steven, who then left abruptly. Martin then continued to hound Steven for more attention, until Steven’s son Bob suddenly became paralyzed. More inexplicably, Martin had a bizarre interaction with Steven’s older daughter Kim. Then Martin dropped a bombshell – he blamed Steven for his father’s death during surgery Steven performed. And to atone for such a sin, Steven must kill one of his family members. If he refused, they would all die the same horrific way – first paralysis, then inability to eat, next hemorrhaging from the eyes, followed by death. How or why any of this nonsense could possibly happen was never explained. And what followed was equally ludicrous. The obvious answer was never considered, the ending was as nonsensical as the rest of the plot and the characters.
This train wreck deserves no more details – a total waste of time! One bambi out of twelve.