I love you, Isabelle. But...
- Greta review by JB
Isabelle Huppert, Chloe Grace Moretz, Neil Jordan. So much talent. Even Zawe Ashton has a small role. So why is this film so rubbish?
I have two theories.
The first theory is that everyone thinks they're doing a different movie. Isabelle Huppert is making a campy psychological horror film, in a Fatal Attraction vein. She's obsessive, stalking Chloe Grace Moretz, thinking this poor lonely young woman, new in town, who expressed an interest in friendship with Huppert's older metropolitan woman experienced in New York City ways actually needs an ersatz mother in her life. Huppert's Greta will go to any lengths to do this and win over Moretz. Greta loves the piano and designer handbags. She wears massive sunglasses!
However, Neil Jordan and Chloe Grace Moretz are making a completely different picture... a French arthouse movie but in English. It's about desire, loss, longing. Everything is Very Serious. Stephen Rea shows up in the last thirty minutes Acting (they're all making a film with an excess of capital letters).
My second theory involves Neil Jordan not having made a decent film in years, with everyone else willing him on to turn a corner, but his lack of engagement and understanding of the material making that impossible.
So, this isn't Neil Jordan turning a corner, not even close. The result not only doesn't work, it makes you wonder why you're still watching it. But you do, because surely the talent here will make it work, right? But does it? No. Why does Chloe Grace Moretz keep being put into a box? Don't really care.
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