What an utter waste of time and of an amusing, even promising first ten minutes or so. A couple buy a house which has an unexplained duct (think tunnel entrance) in the basement, descending through which, they discover, brings them inexplicably back to the upper floor of the house but, more importantly and mysteriously, also appears to move them forward in time by 12 hours and makes them get younger by three days. So far so pretty good (it is a fantasy, after all; no scientists were harmed or consulted in the making of this movie.) The setup is an amusing enough modern take on a familiar fairytale conceit of ageing and desire, with all the promise and threat of that genre.
Thereafter, however, the director and writer might as well take off in the abandoned car we see early on in the garden of the house (one of perhaps a dozen loose ends) and drive away at speed, leaving the hapless actors struggling to do anything at all with the mess that used to be a story.
That The Guardian chose this as one of its 50 movies of 2023 is reason enough for regular drug tests of the editorial staff of a once-relevant and more or less reliable paper.
Avoid this? Bien sur.
Thereafter, however, the director and writer might as well take off in the abandoned car we see early on in the garden of the house (one of perhaps a dozen loose ends) and drive away at speed, leaving the hapless actors struggling to do anything at all with the mess that used to be a story.
That The Guardian chose this as one of its 50 movies of 2023 is reason enough for regular drug tests of the editorial staff of a once-relevant and more or less reliable paper.
Avoid this? Bien sur.