Rebecca Hall breathes life into creepy ‘Resurrection’

What makes Margaret run? Within the darkly arresting, committedly preposterous psychothriller “Resurrection,” she races up and down metropolis streets, her limbs pumping like pistons, a livid spring in her each accelerated step. It’s her morning train routine, however her demonic tempo and half-panicked, half-determined expression counsel one thing else; Margaret, performed by the ever-brilliant Rebecca Hall, doesn’t appear to be working towards a lot as away from one thing. That turns into actually the case in the future at work, when one thing alarming catches her eye and sends her fleeing and flailing, determined to maintain outrunning a previous that appears to have lastly caught up together with her.

The author and director Andrew Semans (“Nancy, Please”) retains his heroine locked in his digicam’s sights, even when she doesn’t make that simple. After we first meet her, Margaret appears coolly answerable for herself and her environment, from her swanky high-rise condo to the glassy government suite the place she works. That management expresses itself in ways in which you may nearly dismiss as standard-issue “tightly wound”: within the bodily intense however impassive intercourse she has with a married co-worker (Michael Esper); within the sternly supportive recommendation she provides an intern (Angela Wong Carbone) who’s in a nasty relationship; and above all within the shut watch she retains on her personal college-bound daughter, Abbie (a terrific Grace Kaufman).

Margaret and Abbie’s well-observed bond — stuffed with mutual affection, even because the latter more and more chafes beneath the previous’s tight reins — is among the finest issues about “Resurrection.” When unusual issues begin to occur to Abbie — a bizarre discovery, a biking accident — we naturally share Margaret’s parental concern. However Abbie, in flip, provides us with a logical standpoint on Margaret, concerning her mom first with delicate exasperation after which with quickly mounting alarm. And what lastly provides this film its sustained pressure is the diploma to which it persuades us to desert logic altogether, to situate ourselves on Margaret’s wavelength at the same time as her phrases and actions defy comprehension. When the digicam tracks her down an workplace hall or throughout a park courtyard, it nearly appears to be pulling her — or is it being pulled by her? — into the depths of a menacing new world.

Tim Roth and Rebecca Hall within the film “Resurrection.”

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Or maybe an outdated one. The soon-revealed supply of Margaret’s anxieties is a person named David (an ineluctably sinister Tim Roth), whom she begins recognizing in public locations — at a piece convention, in a division retailer — and whom she lastly musters up the nerve to confront: “Go away,” she murmurs, all that steely assertiveness out of the blue gone from her voice. David, for his half, claims to not know her at first, however inside moments casually reveals that he very a lot does. These two have some historical past, one which takes its time unraveling itself, although each actors are excellent at suggesting the poisonous core dynamics via expressions and intonations: Hall with downward glances and muttered expletives, Roth with a cult chief’s voice of insinuating, mock-pleasant calm.

In time the entire reality will come pouring out, in a monologue that Margaret delivers, for minutes on finish, to an unblinking digicam that appears to have lastly succeeded at pinning her down. The backstory particulars are grisly, appalling and borderline laughable, and with out Hall’s unwaveringly sympathetic, ferociously internalized efficiency, laughter may certainly have been the suitable response. However Hall’s peerless capacity to get beneath a protagonist’s pores and skin (to say nothing of yours), beforehand on show within the biographical drama “Christine” and the supernatural horror movie “The Night House,” compels us to take Margaret significantly. So does the filmmaking, whose each technique — the lengthy takes and gray-to-murky tones of Wyatt Garfield’s cinematography, the stabbing arpeggios of Jim Williams’ rating — supplies a proper complement to Hall’s each tic and gesture.

A woman and her reflection both wear a frightened expression.

Rebecca Hall stars in “Resurrection” from Andrew Semans, an official collection of the 2022 Sundance Movie Pageant.

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There’s extra at work right here than simply Hall’s unsurprising mastery of exposed-nerves emoting; each she and Semans, putting unnervingly dissonant chords at each flip, appear to be working in near-perfect concord. Which isn’t to counsel that the film itself is close to good. Like Alex Garland’s latest, extra demonstratively unhinged “Men,” with which it will make an enjoyably shivery feminist-horror double invoice, “Resurrection” doesn’t totally shake off the texture of a style image wrapped round a rigorously worked-out thesis, one which’s generally overly keen to verify we don’t miss its #MeToo-era resonance or its feminist-horror bona fides.

Each movies take inspiration — at the least of their no-holds-barred closing passages — from the extreme corporeal horror of filmmakers like David Cronenberg. Each, too, domesticate an ambiguity of intent and which means, although what “Resurrection” has to say about male gaslighting, maternal guilt, feminine trauma and the return of the repressed is finally clear sufficient. Maybe a bedeviled thoughts, pushed far sufficient, has methods of forging its personal fragile actuality. A thoughts seemingly at relaxation may nonetheless, the truth is, be working quicker than ever.


(Not rated)

Operating time: 1 hour, 43 minutes

Enjoying: Laemmle Glendale; Alamo Drafthouse Cinema Downtown Los Angeles; Laemmle NoHo 7, North Hollywood; Laemmle Monica Movie Middle, Santa Monica; Harkins Theatres Chino Hills 18; obtainable Aug. 5 on streaming platforms