Gyllenhaal’s film is minorly brilliant, and unheimlich in the deep sense. But she only dedicated about 20 seconds of screen time to Oliver Jackson Cohen. What’s that about? Why did she even bother with him? I think it’s prosecutable. Entrapment. Encouraging false expectations or something like that…
Olivia Coleman, of course, was incredible — as always. Along with a brilliant performance, she also projects a certain kind of archetypal Englishwoman, not always in a flattering manner.
[…] Maggie Gyllenhaal’s “The Lost Child” […]
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