1922 NON-SPOILER review | 8/10 ⭐️
2017; the year of Stephen King adaptations.
In Netflix's latest King rendition shortly following Gerald's Game, we jump back all the way to 1922.
We meet rancher Wilfred James (Thomas Jane), his wife Arlette (Molly Parker) and their son Henry (Dylan Schmid). But when Wilf conspires to murder his wife for financial gain and gets his son involved, his sins come back to haunt him. Literally. The film is directed by Zak Hilditch.
Thomas Jane easily steals the spotlight in this film. Even with his thick accent that can sometimes be hard to understand, luckily we have subtitles for that. But this isn't Thomas Jane's first Stephen King rodeo, previously starring in The Mist (the 2007 film, not the crappy tv series).
Zak Hilditch, whom has only worked on a couple films prior, has managed to make a visually pleasing film with a great script (thanks to King) and a killer soundtrack. Pun intended.
The pace slows down in the third act and becomes a little messy. But it's also when the 'haunting' picks up. However I do feel the film held back in the more darker aspects. It felt a little underwhelming. So don't expect a horror movie.
The soundtrack was one of my favourite things about this film. Composed by Mike Patton, the sharp and brooding music playing at just the right moments really sets the tone. In particular, the moment where young Henry realises he wants to join his father in killing his mother.
My favourite line from this film:
"I discovered something that night that most people never have to learn; murder is sin. Murder is damnation. But murder is also work." 1922 is gritty, gruesome, violent and full of rats. Just goes to show that karma really is a bitch.
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