In Resurrection, Rebecca Hall continues her horror renaissance
Working with writer-director Andrew Semans, Hall vividly plays a woman who's capable of anything—except escaping her ex-boyfriend's control
Think back to Close Encounters Of The Third Kind. We know Richard Dreyfus’ Roy Neary isn’t crazy, we were right there when he saw the blinding lights. But in life, when someone starts coming apart, rambling about visions and supernatural forces, the proper thing to do is urge them to seek help. Movies like Resurrection are terrific because they blur the line between how you’d act in reality and what’s appropriate for a film.
Resurrection stars the always outstanding Rebecca Hall, in peak form as an exec at a biotech company. Her character, Margaret, lives in an apartment as a single mother whose daughter Abbie (Grace Kaufman) is prepping to leave for college. Margaret seems content with the purely physical hookups she shares with a married coworker (Michael Esper). She’s tough and decisive at work, where she’s almost idolized by an intern (Angela Wong Carbone). Her community features folksy diners on one block, soulless parking lots on the other, and right around the corner, terrifying modern buildings that seem borrowed from Conquest Of The Planet Of The Apes. (The movie is shot in Albany, New York, a strangely cinematic burg that does extraordinarily well in close-up here.)
Writer-director Andrew Semans is quick to show cracks in the facade of her competency, especially when Margaret unexpectedly catches a glimpse (that is him, right?) of David (Tim Roth) sucking his teeth and looking up to no good. Weird visions follow. Some are dreams (a baby in the oven: unpleasant!) and some are real (a tooth in Abbie’s pocketbook: not quite as bad, but certainly perplexing!). But after enough of David’s uninvited encounters, Margaret contacts the police—who can do nothing, despite her confession that he is Margaret’s ex-boyfriend, missing for two decades, and she’d very much like it if he stayed away.