1922 lacks the polish and all around cred of Gerald's Game, but it still can hold its own as a nice piece of dark and seedy moralizing late at night. Thomas Jane is kinda terrible in this, but not in a way that ruins the movie necessarily. He's a good enough actor, but his accent is not held in check, he chews every word of every sentence as if it's fried and corn fed and his dirt limned constantly makes him seem like a mud man - it constantly takes you out of the movie. This is a fairly straightforward story for the most part, but these stand out as egregious compared to the rest.
The whole film could have used a touch more of the surreal, more psychology from the imagery and the presentation, but it still works and its minor flourishes are fine. The rats are all professional, and do their parts with aplomb. Not much CGI detected. That's always a win.
The whole film could have used a touch more of the surreal, more psychology from the imagery and the presentation, but it still works and its minor flourishes are fine. The rats are all professional, and do their parts with aplomb. Not much CGI detected. That's always a win.