A grieving mother. A lost daughter. A girl who feels too familiar. And a mind that starts to slip.
Psychological thrillers are fun, even more so with good storytelling and strong acting. Andrea Riseborough doesn’t just perform, she inhabits. She makes everything believable. Everything intriguing. Everything convincing. Her presence lingers, haunts, unsettles.
There are plenty of shots I like. Some moments that stay with me. But as much as I wanted to love it, something holds me back. The tension builds, but the payoff fades. What starts as hypnotic and absorbing becomes messy and underwhelming by the end. Well-acted, well-crafted but not quite enough. Not quite.
