New Delhi: Joe Wright’s Woman in Window, streaming on Netflix now, may be a swift-moving diversion, cramming in as many twists as humanely possible. The guessable reveals offer you the high of success whenever you hit the mark. The mystery-thriller, which is predicated on the 2018 A.J. Finn novel of an equivalent name, centers on Dr Anna Fox, a lady of increasingly dubious reliability who cannot leave the confines of her house. In her case, it isn't an epidemic keeping her reception, though — she's agoraphobic.
Amy Adams is that the snoop behind the camera spying the residents of a replacement York City street. An agoraphobe, her character Anna Fox mainly gossips about her neighbors together with her shrink played by Tracy Letts, who also wrote the screenplay adapting AJ Finn's popular 2018 thriller novel. They tackle her agoraphobia with newly prescribed medication, but Anna throws in her own remedy on the side: Sharp Objects' amounts of wine, which she's repeatedly told she probably should not be downing.
Her attentions swiftly narrow on the just-moved-in Russells, a weird and over-the-top bunch: Julianne Moore's artist Mom, sporting a tattoo and potty mouth so you recognise that she's edgy; Gary Oldman's loudly-spoken red fox banker Dad; and Fred Hechinger's sweet yet troubled son Ethan.
As broadly drawn as they're, these characters add an eeriness to the present small, heightened world. A couple of shots hold on a dollhouse in Anna's home, hinting Anna could be trapped during a world of trickery. This is applicable to us as well: Anna frequently chats on the phone to her husband, played by Anthony Mackie, and after a short time you question whether you'll ever see him and their 8-year-old daughter appear on screen. Flashbacks take us briefly outside the house, to what happened that led to Anna’s breakdown within the mould of confined space as a tool something Hitchcock channelled to eerie effect – the physical and mental entrapment of Anna in her dimly-lit interiors creates a spookiness that leaps off the page for many part.
In person, we don’t meet many characters. There’s David, the dashing tenant living in her basement. Bina, her physiotherapist, and fleeting conversations together with her family and psychiatrist. We get to understand Anna only through her own voice. Then she meets the lady from nearby, Jane Russell and her teenage son Ethan, who released Anna’s soft, protective, therapist side. Because the fog seems to lift, it all comes crashing down again when she spies Jane, over at the Russells’ home, being stabbed. She assumes it's her husband, Alistair, who is the murderer.
Being the anxious character she is, nobody believes Anna. In fact, the important Jane (Jennifer Jason Leigh) even shows up at her apartment to assure her that she was imagining the entire thing.
To properly understand Anna’s character arc, it's important to first understand agoraphobia and therefore the stigma surrounding it. Agoraphobia is assessed as a severe mental disorder that stems from an anxiety disorder, and renders its victims unable to travel certain places for fear of getting a scare – and, in extreme cases, makes them unable to go away their house.
Ding ding ding. The final, epic twist comes right after Anna wants to kill herself, when the cops remind her that the basis of her agoraphobia was actually a traumatic car crash she had since forgotten that killed her husband and daughter. That, mixed with the guilt of accidentally screwing together with her neighbours’ lives, is just an excessive amount for her in touch. Anna records her suicide note, but before she will proceed, she discovers that Ethan has been hiding in her apartment for nearly every week. He’s been watching her live, and he wants to observe her die too. Seems Ethan may be a bit hooked in to death, and, await it, a serial killer!
The film seems wanting to convince you that it's not yet one more mediocre thriller on Netflix. Amy Adams seems convinced it isn’t. The choice to rope within the who’s who of Hollywood talent, including Julianne Moore, Anthony Mackie and Jennifer Jason Leigh, seems born out of this conviction too. And yet, while the cast could also be grade A, the standard of this thriller struggles to rise above B.