
This elevated horror tale follows the emotionally unstable Emmy, who is led to Ireland where a Stranger guides her investigation of a family curse and its sinister origins.
The quiet ache of guilt sitting at the dinner table, the silence after a truth is buried, and the way pain is passed down like a name.
She is being made to justify why she doesn’t believe he’s a feminist, instead of him having to justify his choice to claim he is one.
The film may be a thriller, but I wasn’t thrilled by it. If anything, I was bored and annoyed.
Gritty and bleak are the best words to describe this film. There’s nothing happy about it.
Amsterdam is a confusing movie with a meandering plot amidst a beautiful rendering of 1930s New York