HOLY MOTHER

Out of respect for the woman in the title role, I urge you, I implore you, for the love of your Father, for the love of your Brother, your Sister, for the Love of GOD, and in particularly, for the Love of your Mother, DO NOT, under any circumstances, see the Horrible Horror show “Mother!”

What an impressive cast to flush down the toilet of turmoil in this disastrous parody (perhaps) of Rosemary’s Baby, a dynamic classic.  I couldn’t tell if that was the intention of the calamitous cacophony called “Mother!”, but the premise was virtually the same:   a young married couple, Jennifer Lawrence and Javier Bardem, (Mia Farrow and whoever)  in a home in the middle of nowhere, (like an old apartment building in New York City)  inviting strangers from God knows where (inviting the odd neighbors over) into their isolated home to create havoc and confusion (bringing odd gifts to Mia Farrow), not to mention a surprise pregnancy and a baby sacrifice.   Michelle Pfeiffer and Ed Harris portray a husband and wife whose son mysteriously dies and a decision is made to have the wake in this home, much to Jennifer Lawrence’s chagrin, and the funeral turns into a drunken brawl of blood lust and debauchery, and that’s just in the first 45 minutes.

There are so many wide angle close ups of Jennifer Lawrence that you may get nauseous as you watch her hapless, confused and borderline psychotic character meander through the house yelling at people to get out, like they would listen, as she’s the one who appears deranged.  And it’s sad to see the gorgeous Michelle and the normally dashing Ed as such a melancholy Gomez and Leticia Adams.

The movie makes no sense, there is no storyline, no plot, no acting, no emotions, just chaos, disruption.  Had I been at the theater, I’d have walked out and demanded my money back!   I feel just horrible that I lost $1.50 at Red Box on this waste of time and money!

So disappointed in Jennifer Lawrence, although I’ve actually not seen her in any Oscar worthy performances, I expected better of her, and Javier Bardem, hated No Country for Old men, but did like him in James Bond’s Skyfall, if he indeed was the one and not Belecio Del Toro.

All in all, I have to admit to turning the movie off within the first horrendous hour or so.  I kept waiting for it to get better, for the acting to improve, or the plot, or the filming, or Anyrhing.  But No. “Mother!”, in and of itself was a REAL HORROR SHOW.   Holy Mother, I swear I’ve not seen anything this bad in years and pray I never do again.

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