You know when you watch a film that is truly marvellous, and can't stop gushing about it? Well this, for me, is that film. I literally bother everyone I know (and some I don't) with how great this film is, and what stop bothering them until they've watched it and can carry on spreading the Gospel of Jeff Nichols, Michael Shannon et al.
Some people comment on the slow pace, but I can safely I say I was on the edge of my seat so much I still have the crease mark to prove it. It wasn't a conventional action/thriller edge of your seat type feeling; it was uncomfortable, exhilarating and truly gripping - every 156 minutes or so of it.
Shannon was in truly magnificent form, and I was very touched by his apparent downward spiral in to mental illness. I think with a lot of actors the whole 'waking up from a bad dream' thing would tire quickly - both for actor and viewer. But Shannon's character was believable every time he shot up from bed in a whimpering, sodden mess.
What's more co stars Jessica Chastain and Shea Whigham, as well as the daughter played by Tova Stewart (who reminded me very much of my niece) made this film a pleasure from start to finish.
I can't wait for Jeff Nichols' next venture.