MOVIE REVIEW: NIGHTBITCH

 

An artist who pauses her career to be a stay-at-home mum seeks a new chapter in her life and encounters just that, when her nightly routine takes a surreal turn and her maternal instincts begin to manifest in canine form.

Director: Marielle Heller

Cast: Amy Adams, Scoot McNairy, Arleigh Snowden, Emmett Snowden, Mary Holland, Ella Thomas, Archana Rajan, Jessica Harper

Release Date: December 6, 2024

Genre: Comedy, Horror

Rated R for language and some sexuality

Runtime: 1h 38m

Review:

Marielle Heller's Nightbitch is perfectly set up to offer up a boundary pushing dissection of modern motherhood, but it never fully delivers on its promise despite a fully committed turn from Amy Adams.  Heller's film plays its fairly straightforward with a handful of moments internal monologues sprinkled throughout that feel like they should lead up to something revelatory by the time the film ends.  The thing is that moment never really comes as the script toys with a handful of ideas that have been done before in better films like 2018's underappreciated Tully.  It’s strange that the film spends nearly its entire runtime with Adams' character but there's no real depth to her just the pervasive sense of desperation.  Amy Adams does everything she can to make the film work as she indulges every bit of insanity thrown at her.  It’s an incredibly unglamourous role fully realized via a physical transformation to really hammer home the loss of identity at the center of the film.  Adams maintains a glazed, detachment for nearly the entirety of the film which slowly simmers over to rage in spots.  There are darkly funny moments which she manages with impressive ease before shifting back to more solitary moments.  Scoot McNairy does what he can with an underwritten role as the husband who is clueless to his wife's distress.   There's plenty of fertile ground to be tilled in their relationship but the script never delves into anything deeper than the most obvious tropes.  The more gonzo ideas of transformation and generational pain never really coagulate to deliver the sort of impact intended.  It doesn't help that for all the pain and resentment the wife suffers through in Nightbitch the script decides to tie everything up with a tidy bow that ties everything up far too neatly making it all feel sort of hollow. 

B-