Studio: Fox Searchlight
Director: Scott Cooper
Writer: C. Henry Chaisson, Nick Antosca, Scott Cooper
Producer: Guillermo del Toro, David S. Goyer, J. Miles Dale
Stars: Keri Russell, Jesse Plemons, Jeremy T. Thomas, Graham Greene, Scott Haze, Rory Cochrane, Amy Madigan
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Summary:
Estranged siblings struggle to save a young boy when a mythical monster envelops their small town in a murderous mystery.
Review:
When it’s finally all said and done, COVID-19 will take the bulk of the blame for many movies losing multiple games of release date roulette, and becoming box office duds by default. Some of those fingers may be pinning commercial failure on the correct culprit. Many more of them will merely be exploiting the dying theater industry’s pandemic-hastened problems as a convenient cover story for the real reason why audiences didn’t turn out.
“Antlers” fell prey to unfavorable circumstances. Shot in 2018, the film suffered several COVID-related delays over the better part of a two-year span, and wouldn’t debut until 2021 was almost over. “Antlers” bears the additional burden of being a Searchlight Pictures production caught up in Disney’s buyout of Fox, changing hands to less vested owners who’d adopted children they weren’t sure what to do with.
During that time, horror fans still stayed hot for the film. Those who did venture out to the multiplex could count on seeing the trailer whether it was July of 2020 or September of 2021. Genre outlets like Fangoria published ongoing coverage including interviews and featured articles. And with a vetted veteran like Guillermo del Toro attached above the title, the movie remained at the top of many “Can’t Wait to See” lists no matter where or how often the release date moved.
So you can see where someone might measure high anticipation against poor box office numbers and conclude, “COVID must have killed this one, right?” Not so fast. “Antlers” would have been a collective shoulder shrug even in a pre-pandemic world. The real reason many people moved right along without stopping to look is because the film is aggressively average, even by mainstream thriller standards. Built out of basic beats, “Antlers” isn’t at all equipped to sustain a spot in pop culture’s consciousness for longer than it takes the end credits to finish scrolling.
Co-writer Nick Antosca’s short story “The Quiet Boy” inspired “Antlers.” “The Quiet Boy” only takes a couple of minutes to read, putting producers in a “Lawnmower Man”-like predicament where they had to put flesh on a skeleton that was barely more than a bone. And by adhering to an underwhelming formula, they put that flesh into a very vanilla suit of skin.
Tasked with turning an extremely short story into a feature-length script, how can someone quickly create a character capable of carrying 99 new pages of content? Through two-word traits and backstory bites. The bio for Julia Meadows, a schoolteacher recently returned to the tucked-away hometown where her brother now works as the sheriff, looks like this: Recovering alcoholic. Traumatic childhood. Sibling estrangement. Professional failure. With only eight routine words, the filmmakers establish a pedestrian personality, then let Keri Russell sell Julia’s standardized story with lip-licking leers at liquor bottles on a store shelf.
Although the undemanding screenplay doesn’t tax her talent in award-worthy ways, Russell manages to eke out an effective performance. The same goes for Jesse Plemons, another actor equally incapable of being anything less than completely captivating even in mundane movie moments, as her lawman brother Paul. One advantage afforded by casting names like theirs is that “Antlers” attracts interest from everyday moviegoers who otherwise wouldn’t notice a mid-road monster movie. Another advantage is that performers of their ilk can push middling material all the way to the edge of its ordinary borders.
The conflict between their characters comes from Julia feeling guilty about abandoning her brother when she left their abusive home 20 years ago. This gives Russell and Plemons plenty of time to shoot heartbroken looks at each other during tense interactions over their problematic past. It also gives Julia a thematic redemption arc when she takes an interest in a 12-year-old student, Lucas, who appears to need rescuing from a similarly broken home. That’s what we call killing two narrative necessities with one simple stone.
Meanwhile, the movie makes mood out of overcast skies and sad piano music blanketing bleakness over a tiny town with a dead coalmining trade. Atmospheric ambiance continues taking cues from classic chiller chestnuts by way of flashlights waving down dark corridors, growls echoing in the distance, and jump scares courtesy of inadvertently sneaking up suddenly over someone’s shoulder.
The suspense part of the plot concerns Lucas secretly keeping a creature locked up in his home. It turns out that this mythical monster, an antlered wendigo, is the boy’s father undergoing a feral transformation. Julia sees the warning signs of disturbing drawings as well as a strange tale Lucas tells in her writing class and reasons his welfare is endangered. When several savage murders put the police in a panic, Julia instead realizes everyone in town might be in trouble, and an ancient curse could be the cause.
“Antlers” finds contentment in threadbare thrills. The story stays so slender that secondary players only exist to nudge things forward while several scenes only serve to stall that progression from moving too fast. It’s a yo-yo between yawns and mild interest that’s studded with other notable names in nothing roles, like Amy Madigan as a school principal who is ultimately just a notch for the body count, or Graham Greene as the token Native American in sole possession of exposition that will eventually let everyone know what’s really going on.
The finale includes a terribly tragic event that’s incredibly dark, even for a horror movie. However, rather than land what probably read as an emotional gut-punch on paper, it becomes another “no big deal” moment in a film full of them, with no one in the audience anywhere near invested enough to empathetically care. That’s a notion fitting for “Antlers” as a whole. Revisionist history might make out the movie to be one more victim of COVID. Truth is, mediocrity fated the film to fizzle and be forgotten regardless.
Review Score: 55
At least the movie only runs 70 minutes, though I suppose that extra 10 technically disqualifies it from being a literal amateur hour.