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GRETA **
Dir: Neil Jordan (15, 98 mins)
A potboiler reminiscent of 80s and 90s psychological thrillers like The Hand That Rocks The Cradle, as Chloë Grace Moretz’s young grieving waitress connects with the apparently kindly Isabelle Huppert. Huppert, so great in Elle, The Piano Teacher, Amour and countless other art-house dramas, is rather wasted here playing Greta, a lonely widow who plays piano and leaves handbags on subways. Moretz’ Frances is trying to make her way in New York City, finding it a lonely and frustrating experience, until she finds Greta’s handbag and returns it to her house. The pair hit it off, but soon events turn all Fatal Attraction, with Greta becoming increasingly possessive and controlling as Frances becomes scared for her life. Tonally erratic, veering from high-camp melodrama to a near-enough exploration of grief, Greta falls short of its promise and its cast. The dialogue is lazy, every twist is signposted and despite Huppert and Moretz’s best efforts, they can’t add more weight to this psychodrama. Huppert does some good chewing gum spitting, though.
words Keiron Self
Opens Apr 19