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Thursday, 12 March 2026

Fackham Hall (2025)

All you need to know about Fackham Hall is that it's essentially a silly parody of Downton Hall fare. Imagine that kind of period piece drama given the Zucker/Abrahams/Zucker treatment and you're in the right area. Director Jim O'Hanlon has a pretty good body of work to his name already, including a couple of enjoyable Christmas movies and an episode of Hemlock Grove. (anyone else remember Hemlock Grove with fondness, or is it just me? and where the hell does Hemlock Grove "live" nowadays?)

The main cast members are Thomasin McKenzie, playing Rose, Ben Radcliffe, playing Eric, and Damian Lewis and Katherine Waterston playing Lord and Lady Davenport, respectively. Others onscreen are Tom Felton (as Archibald), Emma Laird (as Poppy), and Jimmy Carr, who also helped to co-write the screenplay, cameoing as a vicar who keeps breaking up his sentences in ways that make his speeches to the congregation hilarious inappropriate.

While there is a plot here, it's really all about throwing a lot of gags around and hoping that some of them land. The good news is that many of them do. They may not be the best gags, nor the most hilarious, but I ended up surprised by how much of the 97-minute runtime I spent consistently chuckling at the entertaining silliness being put before me. Jimmy Carr, Patrick Carr, Tim Inman, Andrew Dawson, and Steve Dawson are clearly comfortable, and skilled, when it comes to constructing a selection of jokes. The fact that the plot is slim enough to leave plenty of room for them, yet also constructed well enough to feel like the bones of a proper film, is impressive.

Considering some of his past work (especially having helmed a number of episodes of A Touch Of Cloth), it's no surprise to find that O'Hanlon has a good handle on the material. What is surprising is just how many of the leads trust themselves, and one another, to play things wonderfully straight in the midst of all the stupidity. McKenzie is particularly good in her role, as is Waterston, and they're rivalled by both Radcliffe and Lewis, although the latter can't resist adding a bit of extra ham to his performance at times. Felton almost unsettles things, but just stays within the perimeter of permissible parody behaviour, and things are quickly back on track whenever the focus moves to someone like Laird, Lizzie Hopley, Sue Johnston, or Tom Goodman-Hill (as Inspector Watt, called in when a corpse really puts a dampener on things for those at the titular hall).

It may rarely feel like a proper feature, more likely to be stumbled upon by viewers when it appears somewhere on a streaming service, but it does exactly what it sets out to do. If you know what to expect then you should laugh as much as I did. If you're after something a bit more clever and cinematic then I would encourge you to look elsewhere.

I started this review thinking that I would ultimately finish it off with a "good, but I won't rush to rewatch it" comment. In fact, thinking about how amused I was for the duration, and considering how that is a pleasant distraction from the madness of the real world, I might give it a rewatch soon. There might even be a number of little jokes that I missed the first time around. Which means I MAY one day return to edit this review/rating. I doubt it, but it could happen.

7/10

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Thursday, 19 September 2024

Trap (2024)

If you've seen the trailer for Trap then you know how the film is set to play out. There's no extra twist, which itself feels like a twist, considering that this is another thriller written and directed by M. Night Shyamalan. But maybe we should let Shyamalan try new things, considering he hasn't helmed something fully successful for over two decades now. Yes, you can find elements to enjoy in some of his other movies, but none have come close to the strong run he had at the turn of the century.

Josh Hartnett plays Cooper, a loving father accompanying his daughter (Riley, played by Ariel Donoghue) to a teen pop concert. The pop star on stage is Lady Raven (played by Saleka Shyamalan), but there's also a lot happening elsewhere in the venue. The whole thing has been turned into an operation to catch a notorious serial killer. They know he is attending the concert with his child, but can they catch him before he causes mayhem at the concert.

I won't say that this is completely unwatchable. There's some fun to be had, and it's worth your time, but that is all thanks to the entertainingly over the top performance from Hartnett, who often feels as if he's walked in from a completely different film. If the main premise had been finessed and treated more carefully then this could have been a really fun time, but I sadly have to join the chorus of voices disapproving of the fact that Shyamalan seems as intent on creating a concert movie for his daughter to star in than a taut and fun thriller.

The best scenes in the movie show us the offstage events in the concert venue, with the many police trying to cut off all means of escape as a main character tries to figure out the geography of the place and ensure that they're not stuck there alongside everyone else. Shyamalan cannot help himself though, he has to spend time wallowing in his own self-satisfaction, whether that's trying to make his daughter a star, shoehorning his own cameo in there, or casting Hayley Mills in a supporting role because she starred in The Parent Trap (get it? GET IT?), despite the fact that she feels too old for the role, and isn't well-utilised at all.

Hartnett really tries hard though, and he knows exactly what he's doing with his performance. Viewers will love or hate it. I loved it. Donoghue is also pretty good as his daughter, believably content in her own little bubble when allowed to just enjoy the pop concert, but also enjoying moments when she can use the support of her father to remember that facing the everyday life they will be heading back to doesn't have to seem so scary and miserable. Saleka Shyamalan is bad, and gets even worse when her character is no longer just performing on the stage. Jonathan Langdon is good fun in a small role that has him delivering most of the exposition in the first half of the movie, and there are a couple of decent moments for Marnie McPhail and Alison Pill, the latter really getting to shine in a fantastic third act scene that needs strong acting to detract from the fact that it's really just explaining everything leading up to the start of the movie.

There's still something to appreciate about Shyamalan defiantly doing just exactly what he wants to do with his movies, and you cannot deny that he dances to his own tune (for better or worse), but this is a laughable mess that could have been so much better, and the worst parts of it feel like the most obvious Shyamalan touches.

4/10