Nicolas Cage is likely the optimal choice for a daring scary movie focused on the biblical figure, but not for the motivations certain fans could guess. Truthfully, the star doesn't even portray the central religious figure in the new film: his character is listed only as The Carpenter. The actor is cast as a father figure of this story, working to uphold his religious convictions while his son (acted by the young actor), his teenage adopted son, commences to show supernatural abilities. The reason it’s difficult to picture another leading star taking this character is that while the role grows weighed down with numerous challenges, Nicolas Cage appears nearly emotionally certain that this dark, somber small film is a valuable project.
Cage has been allocating those years more selectively in recent years. He still stars in additional projects than the majority of average viewers could possibly view — for instance, were you informed that the actor has made a trio of different frontier films recently? — but he also includes prestige critically acclaimed roles like one recent hit, Pig, and a further title. The Carpenter’s Son seems like in that category, because it’s genre-adjacent, likely to stir debate, and handles a over-the-top description in a earnest manner.
Regrettably, filmmaker the director does not reward that serious attention. The Carpenter’s Son begins with a compellingly nomadic setting, positioned as inspired by an apocryphal lost gospel concerning the early years of Jesus. Cage's character, The Mother, and their child relocate from place to place, afraid of faith-based hostility or doubt over their son's mysterious gifts. “Calamity follows us,” Cage mournfully notes. That continues as evil influences target them at their new home, beginning on the well-known scriptural test for the youth.
At times, this production resembles an demonic possession-type supernatural thriller, except that no one of the central roles are clearly inhabited. Instead, they grow increasingly alienated from each other, when these forces influence a resident female (Isla Johnston, named an outsider) that The Boy connects to, and gives everyone disturbing images of a bleak destiny. The Carpenter notably fights with his position in the narrative, occasionally scolding the son who mystifies him.
The subject matter is apt to invite debate, and Nathan treats it with a lot of delicacy — overly, possibly. The idea of a teenage boy facing his eventual sacrifice and seduced by unknown powers is certainly scary, but Nathan might be hesitant regarding seeming gratuitous and anxious to signal his goals, therefore he regularly retreats into dimly foreboding visuals. The roles constantly ponder — FKA Twigs, who demonstrated genuine potential in the 2024 Crow remake, surprisingly — yields her acting to her Mother Mary cloak, at times punctuated by a few gruesome scary visuals.
At the same time, the actor flirts with just the sort of exaggerated performance that those who enjoy his campier roles may desire. An instance (shown) in the trailer where he loses control and screams “My faith has been shattered!” If that kind of theatrical release is part of your biblical thriller, possibly a more brazenly silly style would make better use of his eagerness to go over the top as required. Instead, The Carpenter’s Son echoes the poorer low-budget films Cage made over the last decade — excluding the campy action films so much as the dramas and supernatural thrillers that often seem intriguing, and usually have a few choice actor's highlights, but in the end seem like, frankly, low-budget DTV material.
Frankly, several of these, although simpler, were more watchable as a whole. At this point I need to violate my personal rule, not spiritual but work-oriented: Previously, a respected mentor convinced me to banish words like “tedious” or “uninteresting” from my film-criticism vocabulary. These phrases convey little except a personal and broadly stated restlessness, disengaging from the job of vividly conveying the intellectual and sensation of seeing a specific film. It's challenging to express monotony without seeming uninteresting personally. It's just as unclear as terming a movie “notable.” “Explain further,” in other words.
Yet, I acknowledge, I grew weary during much of the film. To the movie’s non-exploitative credit, it’s a religious style of stultification, not due to this movie is preachy, but because it requires a sort of dutiful submission to sit through it. Eventually early on, the film settles into a monotonous pattern of simmering distress, and does not
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