I Was Made for Loving You

My opening line for the Companion writeup was going to reveal something about the film that you probably already know. But what if I'm the one who ruins it for you? I STILL haven't forgiven [NAME REDACTED] for spilling the ending of Fight Club in my 1999 high school philosophy class without warning. 27 years is a long grudge to hold, but as someone with a good 1/8 to 1/4 of Sicilian blood flowing through my veins, I must use caution.

Companion's 'twist' (sold in the marketing and introduced about 20 minutes into the film) will be mentioned below. So if by some chance you're able to approach the film like an innocent baby doe with no semblance of the world around you or the movie, watch it first.

Onward to the rest of us hardened hags.

Quick Plot: Iris is a beautiful young woman happily reminiscing about the two best days of her life: when she met-cute her boyfriend Josh at a colorful but poorly constructed grocery store, and when she killed him.

Yes, we're still in this very frustrating era of horror films not trusting their audience and assuring them that THINGS WILL GET VIOLENT while spoiling the actual trajectory of the story.

Anyway, Iris is reluctantly accompanying Josh for a weekend getaway at a glorious lake house owned by Sergei, the shady Russian boyfriend of pal Kat. Iris knows Kat doesn't like her and feels a little uncomfortable around Josh's friendlier pals, couple Eli and Patrick. Still, she loves Josh too much to let it show and they settle in for some fun.

In the morning, Josh's hangover keeps him inside while Iris heads to the lake alone. Sergei, already a bit flirty, seizes his chance to put on some moves. Iris resists.

Covered in blood, Iris returns to the house to plead her case of self defense. Josh shuts it down.

Literally.

Because she's his robot.

Much like Abigail and a slew of recent genre films whose early twists are too key a selling point to hide in marketing, Companion lives in an uncanny valley with audience awareness. Every ad I saw about Companion seemed to pretty clearly indicate that Iris wasn't human, yet the script is rather shockingly able to have it both ways. The first 20 minutes are playful about Iris's identity in a way that makes the reveal still shocking for someone who didn't know, but not a waste for those who do.

This is a clever film, which makes its decision to open by telling us its ending all the more frustrating. 

Writer/director Drew Hancock has a great touch. His script is snappy, and his talented young cast has the exact right energy to deliver it with panache. As Iris, Sophie Thatcher finds a beautiful balance of humor and hurt. You care about this darn robot, and not just because her human is such a jerk. 

I don't always love a story about humans abusing robots. Despite (and maybe because of) my luddite rage over current society's ill-informed reliance on AI, I sometimes have a hard time feeling much sympathy for a soulless machine. Iris was built and programmed. It's gross to see how Josh treats her, but do we feel bad for Barbie when a kid rips her head off? 

Companion doesn't quite get over that hump for me, mostly because Iris feels unresolved on the page. Thatcher is absolutely wonderful in the role, but her actions (particularly towards the movie's end) don't quite add up in a way that lets me understand her. Maybe that's part of the actual story (she's still in beta), but it does make aspects of the story a touch unsatisfying.

Still, this was a fun, breezy watch. Hard to nitpick when I had such a good time. 

High Points

As a big What We Do In the Shadows fan, I'm not surprised that Harvey Guillén is a delight here, but I was rather tickled at how his subplot with boyfriend Lucas Gage played out

Low Points

Without spoiling (although again: the movie does this in its first five minutes), the last act's final violent conflict doesn't really make sense with who Iris is at this point in time. Hancock had somewhere to get and had to have his characters make some nonsensical decisions in order to get there

Lessons Learned

Not bad doesn't necessarily mean good in Russian

You never don't take a Xanax

Automatic wine openers are more than just white elephant gifts

Rent/Bury/Buy

I found myself really enjoying Companion. The script has some shortcomings, but as a debut, it makes a great case for Drew Hancock's future. You can find it on HBO or Hulu. 

You Gotta Have Faith

 

There are few worse conversations to be stuck in than the ones with people whose opinions you share, but who are incredibly obnoxious about making sure everyone around you knows why those opinions are so right.

Now let's make that conversation take 111 minutes.

Quick Plot: Mormon missionaries Sister Barnes and Sister Paxton are out and about on a chilly late afternoon to spread the word. Sister Barnes is a bit more experienced, having made several conversions even though (or perhaps because) she carries some emotional weight that led her to this faith. Eager Sister Paxton is all smiles and hope, and both tactics seem like they might work on their new target: Mr. Reed.

Played by a bespectacled and warm sweater-wearing Hugh Grant, Mr. Reed lives in an unusual house surrounded by trees and built with metal walls, the better to block your cell phone signal with. He teases the girls with the scent of blueberry pie being baked by his shy wife, then welcomes their stories of Joseph Smith with a little too much curiosity. 

What follows is a sort of theology debate that Jigsaw might have had in his freshman college year. Mr. Reed first lectures the girls on the similarities between Christianity, Islam, and Judaism, embarking on a very prop-heavy Monopoly metaphor that makes you wonder if retirement just isn't for everyone. He then traps his audience in his basement, dropping in a decrepit old lady with secrets of her own. Will they discover the one true religion in time for...well, I don't really know. Where exactly is this going?

Heretic is one of those movies that I didn't mind while watching, but with every day that passes, I find it...annoying. Writer/directors Scott Beck and Bryan Woods didn't do much for me with Haunt or their screenplay for A Quiet Place, so this may be a case where I just don't eat from their restaurant much longer. 

An A24 film, Heretic certainly shares some DNA with The Menu, a similarly snide and snarky horror comedy that has the advantage of being miles more entertaining. Sure, it might be repetitive once you understand the goal of villain chef Ralph Fiennes, but it has style, it has panache, it has things to say about artists who compromise their vision when their work becomes commodified for a wealthy paying audience. 

Heretic has Hugh Grant doing a fun Jar Jar Binks impression. 

I found this movie sluggish because, without spoiling anything, not much really happens, and when it does, the filmmakers get coy and cute about what it actually means (if anything). It's annoying all around. 

High Points

No, I didn't care much at all for this movie, but let's be clear that none of this comes from the performances, which are universally wonderful. Sophie Thatcher carries over her excessively watchable Yellowjackets energy. As Sister Paxton, Chloe East infuses all the positive earnestness of a young Mormon in a genuinely lovable way. Hugh Grant is always at his best when he's actively acknowledging that he's smarter than those around him, and while I found Mr. Reed insufferable as a human being, it was certainly a joy to watch Grant drill into his skin and yes, do the occasional Jar Jar Binks impersonation

Low Points

I just don't think this movie is as smart as it prides itself on being

Lessons Learned

Never trust a teenage girl with a camera

The only thing worse than a missionary at your door is a person eager to talk with the missionaries at your door

When trapped in a room without an exit, always observe where the liquid goes

Rent/Bury/Buy

Heretic is a polished film, and there's certainly an audience that will enjoy it. I'm just a bit too tired to be part of it.