Split
Crit
No, it's no good whining about the deceptively strong Rotten Tomatoes numbers: anyone going to an M. Night Shyamalan movie in 2017 has only himself to blame. The only thing worth saying about this bit of creep-porn is that its finale surprise is as meh as any surprise in the history of cinematic finale surprises, if not in the history of surprises at large.
But two peripherals: Anya Taylor-Joy has firmly established (cf. The Witch) her excellence in portraying young women menaced by they-don't-know-what-the-hell-what, and I'm guessing she was pretty good portraying the what-the-hell menace in Morgan, so now I await her breakout role as somebody with boyfriend or office or rock band issues.
And come on: I was 25% of my audience; the other 75% was a woman accompanied by children probably 10 and 6. Do you see a problem with this scenario? Yes, they stayed to the end, and while the younger one did ask the occasional question, they were remarkably restrained; I'm guessing the problems are going to kick in shortly after bedtime.
Trailers
- John Wick: Chapter 2--Yeah, OK.
No comments:
Post a Comment