Wounds - Review (London Film Festival 2019)
It's Cause You Always on that Damn Phone. 2 / 5
Directed by Babak Anvari Disturbing and mysterious things begin to happen to a bartender in New Orleans after he picks up a phone left behind at his bar.
An interesting concept that takes a very odd turn, Wounds begins hopeful but quickly blends into overdone horror tropes.
In a seemingly modern retelling of The Ring, over 90 minutes you see Armie Hammer lose his mind after a lost phone with some hideous content comes into his possession.
Now I'm not sure if it was the screening room speakers, the film's sound design, or that I saw this at 8 am, but this film was LOUD. Obnoxiously loud. This wasn't helped by the overuse of sudden noises and visuals as jump scares. The film does begin doing a great job of building the unease but as the film goes on it falls back into jump scares which undoes the ominous lingering threat.
The direction was impressive for the most part, the camera had a presence helping to build the paranoia that the characters are going through.
A Lynch-style modern horror that ultimately jumped the shark and lost me, making the final act more hysterical and confusing than horrifying. Read our latest reviews at: letterboxd.com/TheJackAling