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Night's End (2022)

I came for Michael Shannon, I'll be honest, but less than ten minutes into this ghost story, I thought Brett Neveu, and latterly Jennifer Reeder, had hit on something that is often, if not always, overlooked - deliberate incidents of random occurrences. Purposeful events that take place for the benefit of the receiver and only occurring for that reason, though with an untrained eye these events are seemingly random, if slightly unexplainable, yet often not strange enough in themselves to warrant further investigation, as their occurrence, whilst strange, is not independently impossible. Just odd enough to be briefly curious about.

These are way more common than you might imagine and you've almost certainly had them. Some people are tuned to recognise them, but most are not. For most, it is something they won't even recognise, or perhaps get an unusual feeling without knowing why. For some it is much more obvious that these events are happening, but they have no more idea why or what is happening than those that barely notice them.

When the dead bird falls off the shelf for the first time, I was immediately reminded of the countless times something more unlikely and less than impossible happens to me too and this project skirts briefly with the phenomenon, if you can call it that, then leaps quickly into a more obvious plot instead, that attempts to entertain as its first objective.

Leaps and bounds in fact, into a blunt and obvious by the numbers story of a haunting that makes no sense and convinces even less. An opportunity wasted perhaps. The acting is fine, even good on occasion, but the plot is dreadful, the pacing haphazard. A curiosity, true, but not a lasting one.


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