New York
Detective Scot Galban (Keanu Reeves) investigates the brutal murder of his
partner. Meanwhile, a young woman called Isabel (Ana de Armas) starts seeing
albino angels and appears to be pregnant from some kind of Immaculate
Conception.
Originally
titled ‘Daughter of God’, the film apparently suffered significant studio
interference resulting in director Gee Malik Linton pulling an ‘Alan Smithee’ and
hiding behind the pseudonym ‘Declan Dale’ (presumably because ‘Dirk Diggler’
was copyrighted). Whether writer/director Linton’s original vision would have
delivered a more satisfying final product is something we’ll probably never
know. Certainly the original title suggests the intention was to focus on Isabel
– whose story admittedly appears more interesting than the negligible murder investigation which
Keanu Reeves staggers through with as much urgency as a somnambulistic zombie
wading through a particularly deep pool of treacle.
Keanu’s cold amoral
detective is portrayed in such a detached minimalist manner I’d actually describe
it as a non-performance.The character
of the murdered detective’s widow, played by Mira Sorvino, appears written (and
played) as the next phase in the embittered life of her tart-with-a-heart
hooker role from Woody Allen’s MIGHTY APHRODITE. Ana de Armas admittedly makes
a reasonable fist of it conveying her character Isabel’s vulnerability and
emotional turmoil.
The film is
watchable. The photography for example manages to ring every drop of cinematic interest
as it’s possible from the essentially threadbare dry drama. The problem is that
having sat through it you inevitably feel cheated and unrewarded. Police
corruption, Catholic faith, child abuse, rape, you name it there’s enough
individual elements here for several films. Unfortunately, all these competing
strands end up drowning in the muddied waters of a re-edited product with a
seemingly shoe-horned Keanu Reeves cop-thriller floating precariously through
it like an unconvincing rubber dingy.
Neither one
thing nor the other, the film suddenly arrives at an abrupt conclusion with a supposed
double twist bonus, (one of which I saw coming so clearly it might as well have
been advertised on a neon billboard in Times Square). And as for the other,
well in order to at least try to instil some doubt as to the identity of the
killer, the actual detail of the murder isn’t revealed to the viewer until the
panicky last-minute dénouement. The fact that it’s shown in the trailer
seriously undermines the mystery – unless you’re Keanu Reeves’ Detective Galban
however - who struggles implausibly with it for most of the films running time.
**(Out of 5*)
Paul Worts
(Originally published on FrightFest website)
(Originally published on FrightFest website)
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