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Castle in the Ground

It’s hard to remain indifferent to a grief-stricken Alex Wolff, who is still synonymous to this critic with the haunting pain he profoundly wore on his face in Ari Aster’s “Hereditary.” Burdened with severe mommy troubles once again, the young actor seems to be on familiar soils with writer/director Joey Klein’s addiction-themed “Castle in the Ground,” a grueling coming-of-age thriller on the cliché-heavy side, with little hook to offer other than Wolff’s aching screen presence.

While Wolff’s performance is anchored in emotional specificity, the film is too broad in charting his character’s plunge into substance abuse on the heels of a loved one’s death, failing to do justice to the actor’s precision. There are a handful of touching mother-son moments in Klein’s taxing tale and the artistry of Bobby Shore’s claustrophobic camera is palpable on occasion. But the ultimately laborious “Castle in the Ground” doesn’t add up to much more, despite the efforts of Wolff’s magnetic co-star Imogen Poots, who does her best to elevate her thinly conceived character without an earnest journey of her own.

Set in the opioid-soaked corners and grimy apartments of Sudbury, Ontario, Klein’s story follows the good-hearted and devoted Jewish boy Henry (Wolff), who lovingly takes care of his single, terminally ill mother Rebecca (Neve Campbell). Henry is so dedicated to his parent that despite his mom’s protests, he puts his own life on hold and delays his plans for college until Rebecca gets better. But that proves to be an unrealistic dream, as the recently relapsed Rebecca’s cancer seems to only move in one direction. Still, that doesn’t stop Henry from praying for a miracle in his dimly lit room and hoping for the impossible.

Klein is sweetly attentive to Henry’s commitment to the rituals of his faith as well as the duo’s domestic rhythms in the film’s first act. The filmmaker’s intimate eye manages to see the heartbreaking essence of the relationship between an ailing parent and her helpless offspring, with a reversed power balance where the former caregiver now needs to be tended to. And the selfless Henry desperately tries to rise to the challenge, striving to provide some ease and comfort to his dying mother despite the odds. But any semblance of tranquility seems to be in short supply in his world and the exhausting nature of Henry’s surroundings takes over in due course. Among the factors that multiply the teen’s stress are the demands of his shaky (and under-wrought) romantic relationship with Rachel (Star Slade) and an inconsiderate, rowdy neighbor named Ana (Poots), who behaves flippantly and likes her music as loud as possible.

Blaming himself for his mom’s accidental death caused by a fatal combination of drugs—a possible side-effect he had in fact warned Rebecca for on a concerned pharmacist’s word—Henry gets involved with Ana all the same, and self-destructively so, while she is in the midst of an addiction rehab program of some sort. Until then observing Ana’s shady dealings from a distance at the pharmacy or in their building, Henry soon enough becomes another instrument for the manipulative young woman, doing favors for her big and small amid a crowded group of players. Among them are Ana’s dealer Polo Boy (Keir Gilchrist) and a pair of friends called Jimmy (Tom Cullen) and Stevie (Kiowa Gordon), whose apparent romantic involvement with each other becomes a sadly dismissed postscript in the story.

And the whole scheme goes as predictably wrong as you would expect—there are thefts, violent showdowns, druggy sessions and awry encounters, packaged by Jorge Weisz’s serviceable editing and a heavy-handed stylistic choice of interrupting certain scenes by fading to black between shots to convey the passage of time. In the end what starts off as a reflective story about grief resolves to a listless cautionary tale about drugs and the influence of the wrong sort. Wolff gives the material his all. If only his efforts could compensate for the film’s gradual descent into banality.

Available on VOD today, 5/15.

Tomris Laffly

Tomris Laffly is a freelance film writer and critic based in New York. A member of the New York Film Critics Circle (NYFCC), she regularly contributes to, Variety and Time Out New York, with bylines in Filmmaker Magazine, Film Journal International, Vulture, The Playlist and The Wrap, among other outlets.

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Castle in the Ground (2020)

Rated NR

105 minutes


Alex Wolff as Henry

Imogen Poots as Ana

Tom Cullen as Jimmy

Keir Gilchrist as Polo Boy

Neve Campbell as Rebecca

Kiowa Gordon as Stevie

Star Slade as Rachel

Marie-Josee Dionne as Katie






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