Derrick Borte directs Russell Crowe, Caren Pistorius and Jimmi Simpson in this yuppie-in-peril thriller where a stressed single mum is chased and terrorised by a man who has lost everything.
Our first trip to an actual cinema in 5 months. I usually go 3 or 4 times a week so this was a nice return to normality. We had to travel way out to the Leith shore to the only multiplex open so far in Edinburgh. Vue were taking thorough safety precautions with staggered screening times and strict ushering policies. Good for them! The lobby was deserted, with posters for Emma and X-Men: Dark Phoenix (?!) the only ones on display. No ‘Coming Soon’ quads for Tenet, Candyman or Black Widow. Though we did at least get trailers for the last two. The movie itself? A nasty blast. Crowe (who is now a screen filling behemoth) makes for an overwhelming, domineering and destructive antagonist. He masterminds a day of hell for the woman who had the audacity to aggressively beep him. Whether causing intense vehicular mayhem or making things personal in gory side missions, he proves a pretty formidable and unforgiving agent of chaos. It is almost a shame he gets his mandated comeuppance at the end… You certainly wouldn’t want to see a sequel with Caren Pistorious’ victim / hero returning. She is quite a grating, unsympathetic presence. Crowe obviously is better than all this but clearly leading roles in blockbusters have dried up for him. If Max Cady or Hank Quinlan parts are his future then more power to him. It was quite refreshing to see a full fat (in every sense) star in something quite so relentless.
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