The Unforgivable (2021)
(Netflix Streaming, March 2022) I’m not necessarily opposed to dark, dour gritty dramas, but it’s a genre that doesn’t take much to overstay its welcome, and there’s a sense, not too far into The Unforgiveable, that it’s just going to drag on and on until it decides to end. And then it does exactly that. Featuring Sandra Bullock as an ex-convict that attracts the vengeful attention of the sons of the man she killed (all the while trying to reconnect with her estranged sister), it’s a remarkably low-energy take on an unappealing premise. Bullock is fully de-glammed here, and the film spares few indignities in show just how difficult an ex-con’s life can be. Everyone is ugly and spiteful, picking fights or planning further murders according to a contrived narrative—the grayish cinematography may reflect its rainy Seattle setting, but doesn’t do much to make the result any more appealing. To be clear, I don’t expect every film to be an entertaining spectacle. But The Unforgiveable struggles in earning and keeping attention—it’s easy to tune out at the film wallows in its grimy surroundings and sordid backstory. It does work better as an actor’s showcase for notables such as Vincent D’Onofrio, Jon Bernthal, Viola Davis and, obviously, Bullock (few will be surprised to find out she co-produced the film) but the result is often a reminder that the expression “suffering for your art” also applies to the audience. The Unforgiveable may not necessarily be wrong, but it’s not particularly right either.