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The Disappearance of Alice Creed (dir. J. Blakeson, 2009)
This excellent thriller is worth every bit of your attention, but you may just have to trust me. You see, the movie opens with two men kidnapping a young woman, hauling her to a soundproof apartment, chaining her to a bed, and stripping her naked. But before you can spit and storm out of the theatre – I do not do “torture porn” – things get really interesting, and never look back. The complex script is tightly controlled, the performances are all note perfect, and the spare direction is astoundingly effective throughout. Set in two rooms for almost all of its brisk runtime, and involving only three actors, the film is alternately claustrophobic and revelatory. In the title role, Gemma Arterton (who is almost unrecognizable from her turn as bond girl in Quantum of Solace), gives an especially terrific and deeply brave performance, hinting at what’s underneath but refusing to give it away. Though nothing is sugar-coated, the film never descends into any celebration of violence, of the flesh, or of pain. Indeed, with each new surprise, every sudden twist, you just fall deeper under its sway. A smart, grown-up, black little movie, with among the most satisfying endings I’ve seen this year.
RATING: 8/10
Source: PopMatters