Review: Session 9
A group of
asbestos cleaners are given an assignment to clean up an abandoned former
psychiatric institution. The leader of the group Peter Mullan tells his
employer that they can be in and out in a week, something co-worker David
Caruso feels is way too much for them to handle. It’s not long before the guys
all start to crumble under stress, with Mullan plagued with guilt over his
strained marriage, Stephen Gevedon becoming obsessed with audio tapes of the
psychiatric sessions that explain the film’s title, etc. Meanwhile, resident
a-hole of the bunch Josh Lucas (who has shacked up with Caruso’s ex and likes
to taunt him over it) appears, disappears, and then re-appears…but isn’t quite
the same. A fantastic mullet-sporting Brendan Sexton III plays the youngest of
the cleaners who is also afraid of the dark, whilst Paul Guilfoyle is the guy
who hires them for the gig.
This 2001 genre
flick from director Brad Anderson (the romance “Next Stop Wonderland”,
the Halle Berry crime/thriller “The Call”) and co-writer/actor Stephen
Gevedon gets a bit of love from critics. Personally I think it’s a waste of a
few solid character actors and a terrifically creepy location at the service of
a dull, slow-moving story. Although it starts off with an interesting wrinkle on
something very old, giving us a bunch of cleaners for protagonists (something
I’ve only seen before in a genre film with the awful “Graveyard Shift”)
and placing them into your standard spooky rundown institution, the results
ultimately aren’t up to snuff.
The central
location suggests something fascinatingly disturbing to be uncovered, but it
doesn’t really go anywhere interesting at the end of the day. The whole thing
is a bit thin, and after a while character behaviour becomes implausibly
inconsistent too. Either pieces of the script are missing or it’s just a bit
thin and incoherently told to begin with. Whatever the reason, I checked out
pretty early in this and twiddled my thumbs for much of the length. Most of the
performances can’t be faulted (Scottish actor Mullan is especially good),
though David Caruso is his usual wooden self.
A great-looking
location (a real former mental hospital) is misused in this slow-moving,
ultimately underdone flick that doesn’t remotely satisfy. It’s all a bit vague
and it ends up a bit of a mess, too. I didn’t really like this one much at all,
and the comparisons some people make to “The Shining” are just
insulting.
Rating: C-
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