In Goodnight Mommy, even Naomi Watts can't make this parental nightmare seem scary
Director Matt Sobel remakes the 2014 Austrian psychological thriller, eliminating all of the thrills in the process

Remaking successful international productions, particularly European ones, is a tried and true Hollywood tradition. In most cases we end up with a rehash that loses whatever edge the original had; in the process of trying to make it more palatable for American audiences, something almost always gets lost—particularly with thrillers and satires. From Diabolique and Vanilla Sky in the 1990s to the recent Downhill (2020), a remake of the Swedish satire Force Majeure (2014), the list goes on. Later this year, Tom Hanks takes on the lead role in A Man Called Otto, a remake of another Swedish film, A Man Called Ove (2015). This week’s entry is Goodnight Mommy, based on the Austrian arthouse hit from 2014 of the same title, written and directed by Veronika Franz and Severin Fiala. This version is written by Kyle Warren and directed by Matt Sobel.
The setup has the marks of gothic horror. Tween twin brothers (Cameron and Nicholas Crovetti) are dropped off by their father at a country home to stay with their mother (Naomi Watts). But all is not well. Her face is covered in bandages. She avoids spending time with them. In whatever little time she spends with them, she’s belligerent, yells at them to behave, and, most egregiously, refuses to sing them a bedtime lullaby. The brothers, who are very close, begin to suspect that she’s an imposter who may have taken their mother’s place.
The story takes place mostly in that big manor house. The boys run around being mischievous as their mother hides her face and acts in ways they find disturbing. Even when she dances in front of the mirror, Watts is shot and lighted to look eerie. At first, the audience watches her from the boys’ point of view, suspecting every little gesture. But the film’s point of view shifts to present her side. For a confined thriller like this to work, tension must build steadily to the big crescendoes. Unfortunately, Warren and Sobel undercut that by throwing obvious clues about the big reveal along the way. Despite loud, ominous music and camerawork that always seems to be searching for clues, thrills are few and far between.