Come to Daddy *** / *****
Directed by: Ant
Timpson.
Written by: Toby
Harvard and Ant Timpson.
Starring: Elijah
Wood (Norval Greenwood), Stephen McHattie (Gordon), Garfield Wilson (Ronald
Plum), Madeleine Sami (Gladys), Martin Donovan (Brian), Michael Smiley
(Jethro), Simon Chin (Dandy), Ona Grauer (Precious), Ryan Beil (Danny), Oliver
Wilson (Young Norval).
There
is a skill involved in being an actor at the center of a film as ridiculous as
Come to Daddy and making it all work – a skill that Elijah Wood has honed in
the years since The Lord of the Rings ended, and Hollywood clearly had no idea
what to do with him. Wood has spent much of that time making low budget horror
films – so good, so not so much – but he’s clearly found a way to make even the
strangest of films seem plausible – a skill many don’t have. It’s key to Come
to Daddy, because this is a ridiculous film in many ways, it’s so much fun in
part because Wood plays it so straight.
In
the film, Wood plays Norval Greenwood, a young man who grew up in Beverley
Hills, the child of an eccentric mother, and an absent father that he doesn’t
even remember. Now, the old man is getting on in years, and has sent Norval a
letter, telling him to come to his remote home in the middle of the woods, so
the two can get to know each and bond finally. And yet, when Norval arrives, he
finds his father (Stephen McHattie) doesn’t really seem to care that he’s there
– doesn’t seem to remember he invited him, and spends all of his time mocking
and belittling Norval – sometimes with some good reason, but that doesn’t make
him an less of an asshole.
I
won’t say any more about the plot, because Come to Daddy is able to twist and
turn itself into some very unexpected places as it moves along, pulling off
these twists. For the first half of the film, it is essentially a two hander
between Wood and McHattie – and it’s a wonderful one at that. McHattie is one
of those character actors I always take delight in seeing – he doesn’t often
get roles this good, but he relishes them when he gets them. He delights in
tormenting Norval – the way he prods him, the way he listens to his son talking
about his drinking problem, before making a big show of drinking himself, the
way he doesn’t care about Wood’s fancy phone, etc. McHattie is having a blast –
and it’s fun to see him.
The
film grows more and more far-fetched in the second half – delightedly so
however, as it’s the type of film where one thing leads to another to another
to another, all increasingly strange and unbelievable, but just one after
another. The film is a dark comedy and a thriller, and a bloody horror movie,
and other things as well. It is the directorial debut of Ant Timpson, and I
suppose he deserved credit for keeping the whole thing on the tracks, when it
so easily could have flown off at any point.
Wood
deserves credit too though. He plays a character who isn’t entirely sympathetic
– he is a liar and rather weak willed, and is 35, and hasn’t done anything with
his privilege. And yet, you like him anyway – you cheer for him anyway, if for
no other reason than everyone else is way worse. It’s a fine performance by
Wood – and it keeps the whole thing humming along nicely.
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