This movie was nothing like I thought it would be. I knew that it was about a woman who was forwarded the draft of a book written by her ex-husband and dedicated to her. On reading it, she came to question past events, and finds that revenge can be served in many ways.
I was expecting a bit of a dinner-table psychodrama. I wasn’t prepared for the violence or dystopian bleakness of this movie. A very critical review ‘I’m so glad to spoil this film for you’ found much the same thing. I don’t know if I’ll be quite as malicious, but this film is certainly NOT a dinner-table psychodrama. Don’t think Woody Allen: think Mad Max.
My rating: Hard to say -4? but too violent and disturbing for me.
The Resident Judge of Port Phillip 