This is almost an excellent film, but you have to work to understand what is going on.
A family is devastated by the apparent suicide of the son, with the mother Helen (Carolyn Hauck) in particular, making it a personal mission to get to the truth. The acting in this low-budget project is mostly top notch – in Hauck’s case, possibly too good; her obsession pushes her into very obvious insanity that wouldn’t go unnoticed by those she comes into contact with. It goes beyond ‘tell her she’s mad, dad’ and would surely lead to steps being taken to secure proper care for her – but she’s right, of course, to an extent, although the director fills the narrative with so many sped-up shots, blurred images, flashbacks and other effects that occasionally events become incomprehensible. Whilst this is a good way of conveying how Helen (who to me, has a smattering of Sigourney Weaver about her) now sees the world, it can leave the viewer confused. As a result, often the ‘quieter’ moments are most effective.
Suthi Picotte as daughter Kate is also very good in a cast who actually appear to be more concerned with acting than posturing, which can be one of the pitfalls of many modern horror/dramas.
There are many films I’ve thoroughly enjoyed, but it is doubtful I’ll visit them again. This deserves more than one airing however, to enjoy again events packed into the fast moving runtime, and also to see many things undoubtedly missed out on.