Not an easy film, it never could have been. Truly terrible. A haunting, ghastly, stark treatment of a book that will never be forgotten or put aside. From the first moments when Eva is dreaming of her participation in a tomato festival you realise this film is going to have a lot of red in it.
One smile only from Eva and that bright flash accurately gauged the depth of misery she now perpetually inhabits. Kevin with his dead, slanty, slippery eyes so excellently portrayed by each of his three 'age' actors. Franklin, his father, so annoyingly obtuse you felt he deserved what came, just hoped he'd been conscious long enough to realise the truth that he wife had been patiently asking him to listen to forever. Collateral damage extended to his maimed sister and the number of fellow students and staff that fell on his personal battlefield.
Long pauses and thoughtful looks never bore. They deepen and sharpen the effect. Eva just stares out from her private prison. Lady Macbeth, washing the paint/guilt from her hands throughout. Not a speck of make up to defend herself from the cruel world. One that is determined never to forgive as much as she recognises she cannot be forgiven. She 'sucks it up' in Kevin's disgustingly uncaring, cold phrase. The imagery is spot on. A cinematic tour de force; as long as you can keep up and slot in to each slice of the building tension. Time is jumbled up.
'Chilling' just doesn't do this justice. It is more horrible than any horror film as the horror is clinically planted in your own brain. The gore is largely off screen and all the worse for that. You can't laugh it away. Watching this gives you time out, a whole new paradox to ponder and an inescapable, lingering after taste. Just as the book stimulated extended discussion the film will ignite the same. Can any child actually be born evil?