The Desperate Hour

As a Canadian it bothers me that I only have to watch a half hour of a movie in order to recognize it as second rate Canadian-made, regardless of the actors. This is an example.

A solid hour of watching Naomi Watts making and receiving telephone calls while running in a forest. I kept wishing her battery would die!

Unusual script showcasing the skill and fitness of hugely talented screen heroine and mama lion, Naomi Watts. The film does not deserve such negative reviews. Watts pulls off a 21st century mom handling a crisis in the way we all live now - on the phone. The pacing and suspense are there. Give it a try.

This movie was just Watts the whole time. In the spirt of movies like this The Guilty and that flight movie where the guy is on the phone the WHOLE time. This movie was nothing new or special. I was a bit annoyed with the whole movie to be completely honest. I think the more ppl in the movie the better the movie. See I loved The Guilty but I did not like this one. Not saying you won't enjoy this one but it was just not interesting to me. I will also not be recommending it to anyone I know. As always be your own judge!

When a mother learns that a shooter has targeted her son's high school (and discovers that her son is one of the 5 students that the shooter is holding hostage) she finds herself in a desperate race against time to try and reach her son before it's too late...

Whilst the concept is good and had the potential to be a good social commentary (particularly in the world that we live in at the moment) The Desperate Hour/Lakewood just never quite hit the mark for me.

The simple truth is that one woman jogging around and making several frantic phone calls to try to reach her son and find out what is going on at his school is a tricky role of the dice (particularly for around 85 minutes). Added to that several implausibilities such as police allowing a civilian to talk to a shooter as a distraction for them to send in a SWAT team? What???? A repair shop that can seemingly access personal information from all and sundry from their car number plates? I'm not sure how things work in America, but I'm pretty sure in the UK that only the police and the DVLA can access that sort of information. To me it was one of those films that presented lots of unlikely events in order to make the film more exciting, but for me, these gaping flaws were simply too difficult to overlook.

On the plus side Naomi Watts gives a great performance, but there's only so much that can be done with such a threadbare screenplay. I personally feel that this would have made a good 45-60 minute crime drama episode, but the material isn't suited to a feature length film. This is self-evident by its struggle to stretch itself out over its 85 minute run time.

It has its moments, but it's one note and is spread far too thinly to be truly enjoyable or involving.

So if you want to see someone jogging for the duration of the film, that is just making a ton of phone calls then this is the one for you. No surprises, a bit of limping, then she can run again, then the limp comes again back and forth. It would have been lacking excitement just as much if she had been on a running machine. It's annoying enough when someone in a room is constantly talking on their mobile, this is just a film that is as annoying and you just want to ask her to take it somewhere private and call an Uber.