**** out of ****
Not to be
confused with the infamous disaster that is The Room, Room is a movie worth
remembering for competent filmmaking, acting and emotional weight. Like Beasts of the Southern Wild and Tideland, this is a movie that approaches a morbid
concept but lightens the atmosphere by favoring the perspective of a child who
accepts a twisted reality as normal.
The
screenplay by Emma Donoghue, based her award-winning novel, tells the story of
a mother and five-year-old son living as prisoners in a small locked room with
a mini-kitchen, bathtub, toilet, bed and tiny skylight above. The mother was
kidnapped at age seventeen by a man who has spent the past seven years raping
her, which resulted in her pregnancy with the child. The mother has raised and
nurtured the child with a strong exercise and hygiene regiment to keep him
healthy and instills in him a worldview that fits their situation: He believes
the walls of “Room” to be the limits of the world.
At the
movie’s nerve-racking halfway point, the two outsmart their captor and triumphantly
achieve liberation. After being reunited with the mother’s family, the rest of
the story is about the adjustment to freedom, under the unusual circumstances
of attention from doctors and the media. The mother doesn’t know how to shake
her afflictions and is intensely determined to reeducate her child who is
trying to make sense of the vast real world he never knew. He often asks the
haunting question: “Can we go back to Room?
The child’s
joy, curiosity, and fear are wonderfully conveyed by Jacob Tremblay and the
mother is excellently played by the very talented Brie Larson (Short Term 12), who deserves the recognition this film will give her. Joan Allen, Tom McCamus, and William H. Macy play the relieved –yet troubled family adapting to
the changed daughter and the child who is the product – yet savior – from all
her years of suffering. The casting of the captor is tastefully that of a less
recognizable face, through Sean Bridgers.