This film won't be for everyone, but for those who enjoy layered symbolism and a more theatrical exploration of spiritual and psychological themes, there's a lot to admire here.
Bramwell Noah delivers a nuanced, quietly magnetic performance as The Devil-one of the more interesting takes on the character in recent memory. He brings a simmering tension to the role that doesn't rely on cliché. Opposite him, Daniel Schepisi as Jesus is equally compelling, adding both charisma and unexpected vulnerability to a character often portrayed in one note. Their scenes together are the film's heartbeat, and easily justify the watch.
Yes, the supporting cast is uneven. But in a story where reality and metaphor blur, it's possible that the stylized, sometimes flat delivery is intentional, perhaps even a commentary on emotional disconnect in clinical settings. The sterile, almost dissociative feel of the psychiatric unit adds to the film's surreal, dreamlike tone.
The soundtrack may seem fragmented, but it felt more like a collage-less traditional score, more emotional soundscape. If you view it that way, the dissonance starts to make sense within the film's internal logic.
Some characters (like the Solicitor and PI) feel extraneous at first, but they do add to the broader allegory - each figure potentially representing aspects of doubt, logic, and moral ambiguity. This is a film that seems to ask questions more than it answers them, which is a strength for viewers who like to engage and interpret.
This isn't a flawless film, but it's trying something daring and different. It's the kind of project that lingers with you longer than you'd expect. And for that alone, it earns its stars.
