There are parts I thoroughly enjoyed in Michelle Dockery, Chris Evans and Jaeden Martell’s Defending Jacob; the story of two parents who have to deal with the idea that their fourteen-year-old son might be responsible for murdering his classmate. Yet, I can’t say I completely loved the experience of watching it.
The best moments besides the big revelation in the courtroom is Dockery’s performance. Evans wasn’t terrible and Martell is a very talented young man. I only wish I enjoyed the series in its entirety and spent less time asking questions such as:
‘Do we really need to keep going back and forth between Evans’s character in the present day as he recounts what happened? It doesn’t seem to be adding much to the experience.’
‘Why isn’t this a two-part, or four-part series instead of eight?’
The truth is I could do with more patience when it comes to movies and TV shows. However, all I want is for something I’m watching to be fully engaging, to the point where I’m happily lost in it, rather than having to question editing decisions.
I like the idea of a story about the possibility that one’s child could be a psychopath, and I felt for Dockery’s character. The bigger issue is likely that I’ve seen elements of this story in other productions several times before. A truth that then makes this experience less new/impressive.
If you’re especially curious, give Defending Jacob a chance. You may find that you love the way it just the way it is. And that you have a lot more patience than I do.
Meeting a girlfriend’s parents for the first time is scary for any young man but when you’re a young African-American man (Daniel Kaluuya) visiting his Caucasian girlfriend’s mysterious family estate for the first time, there’s another level of scary that comes into play. And it’s writer / director Jordan Peele’s exploration of this fear combined with his smart social and cultural observations that make Get Out a thing to see.
As a self-confessed wuss, especially where scary movies are concerned, as soon as Get Out started, I was more than ready for the film to end. Not because I was having a bad time, as such. I simply knew that something bad was going to happen and I was looking forward to the point when it was over.
In spite of my ‘wussy’ ways, I did make it to the very end of Get Out, a well constructed mystery where the immediate scares come in the suspenseful moments when you don’t quite know how the impending horror is going to take shape.
Watch this movie because it’s worthy and you probably won’t have nightmares afterwards. At least not on the night you watch the movie. I didn’t; though I did have plenty of other thoughts going on… so that’s probably why. Or, maybe tonight is when the scares will come. Tonight…