A junior lawyer (Joshua Close) at a high profile firm desperate to make amends with his boss (Sam Trammell) after a colossally botched case agrees to play nice at his boss’ Northern Ontario cottage. What he doesn’t realize is that he and his expectant wife are about to be caught up in a deep seeded rivalry between the island’s privileged residents in this almost unnecessarily slow, padded, and low key potboiler.
The set-up is pretty lightweight, with the real inciting incident happening at about the 40 minute mark of a 79 minute film. It’s a novel spark of life, but the film can’t quite understand what it wants to be. Does it want to be a home invasion thriller? A darkly satirical commentary on the haves and the have nots? A thriller about crooked real estate values? It stays tonally consistent, and the performances and Leah Walker’s mostly austere direction add a bit of creepiness, but the story quickly turns predictable and implausible after spending its first half not doing very much at all. (Andrew Parker)
Friday, March 21st, 9:15pm, The Royal