Toni Collette overacts wildly in this laughably silly, po-faced tale of grief and oscillating emotional temperaments and nefarious scheming and dire circumstances. There is an eerily insinuating stranger, bizarre nudity, ugly kids and a miserable looking Gabriel Byrne. There are toxic implications, black magic mumbling, fire, a truly stupid ending and no sustainable resolution. Aunt Lydia from ‘The Handmaid’s Tale’ is in this mess of doom laden predictions.
In this good spoof a black sheriff rides into town and a Teutonic titwillow sings via bad ADR.
“Must have killed more men than Cecil B DeMille.”
“Daddy loves froggy.”