WRITTEN CONFESSION
"I talk you listen, understand". Yeah we understand, you got a gun silly. Almost every persona in 2022's Confession (there are 5 of them) "talks" to no end and points a heater. It's like a play of the same name turned into a movie. In terms of entertainment, I could go either end on that kinda stuff.
So let's get this out of the way shall we. Confession takes place in a church. And the church as old-world as it looks, is the film's only set location. That'd be great if the gaffer turned the lights on once in a while. And that'd also be great if the characters resonated with me (but they didn't). With the exception of veteran actor Colm Meaney, all the pawns came off as cliches in every thriller I can think of.
Confession stars Stephen Moyer, Meaney, and Clare-Hope Ashitey. They respectively play an undercover cop, a priest, and I guess a bad cop. Their scenes wear you out for they "confess" and explain themselves too much. Confession at 90 minutes, is almost slowed down to a creep. There may be a twist or two in the dialogue but it all feels like it's headed nowhere.
Confession is oddly directed by the unseasoned David Beton. David's look is dark and banal. He uses a few close-ups, a ton of medium shots, and his staging of action (what little action there is) is stodgy. Beton decides to end Confession with a Mexican standoff (because no one seems to want to leave that darn house of worship). He doesn't even show said standoff so you the viewer are left to imagine it.
If you want to see a flick shot in real time that allures you more and has a true reason for being, then check out 2001's Tape as opposed to Confession. And if you want to view a pic that's roughly shot in one setting where the violence stings better, than Reservoir Dogs is more the go-to. Overall, Confession is a mixed divulgence.
Written by Jesse Burleson
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