Come to Daddy 2019 - REVIEW

 

Okay, okay, I get it… we dropped off the map for (literally) years but there were extenuating circumstances. I’ve been busy with animal rescue stuff and J.R. has been promoted several times, increasing his work load BUT, we’re hoping to make a comeback now! 

Anyone who has followed me on Twitter or Facebook knows that for the past couple of years, we have been doing interactive movie nights. We pick a movie, build props to match and drop guests right in the middle of it. In the past, I’ve chosen movies that would be well received, based on our audience, but I kinda ran out of those. The last couple of weeks, I’ve been watching movies trying to pick something everyone would enjoy… which leads me to Come to Daddy.

Norval Greenwood (Elijah Wood) is an underachieving former alcoholic who receives a letter from his estranged father (Stephen McHattie) asking him to come for a visit. Curious about who his father really is, Norval makes the trip to his secluded, scenic waterfront house. Upon arrival, he is perplexed to meet an angry alcoholic father who seems uninterested in getting to know him. Before long, his father’s behavior becomes increasingly more concerning. That coupled with the strange noises coming from inside the house, drive him spiraling further and further into despair.

Let’s get a few of things straight here… 1) I LOVE both Stephen McHattie and Elijah Wood and it’s no surprise that they each give pretty stellar performances. 2) Phenomenal actors and good cinematography alone DO NOT make a good film. Just when I’m about to give up, Garfield Wilson and Martin Donovan come in with, what I’m assuming is the “comedic” part of the film, and all I can do is sit and watch even more wasted talent. When you’re lucky enough to get stars of this caliber and you waste their talents on a subpar film, it’s quite angering. 

Billed as a horror/comedy I expected a lot given the cast and reviews but I can honestly say I was more than disappointed. The film itself drags on and on with very little action to speak of. The only real points of suspense left me smacking my forehead and rubbing my temples wondering why I ever turned it on to begin with. Not only was it a waste of talent, but a complete and total waste of 96 minutes of time. In fact, I think I’d rather take the spam call about my cars extended warranty than ever even think of this movie again. Watch it at your own risk but don’t say I didn’t warn you beforehand.