Disquiet

What was a good feeling in the first 5 mins of the movie, then quickly deteriorates as the acting and script kicks in. It is so frustrating obvious to see what was trying to be done here, but sadly, the concept misses the mark completely. What could have been a horror masterpiece concludes with a plink plonk piano soundtrack to a lame finish as you hit that realisation that you should have just watched Silent Hill again, and then again.

Special effects can be decent. Make up is not. Boob job zombies are decent. Blurred shot of what looks a cracking pair of boobs is frustratingly not.

D- must try harder.

Not really sure what they were going for here. Was it to get you to think about your current life and what could happen in the afterlife (if that's your belief)? Is it that people are caught in this never ending pit of purgatory or that if you've lived your life, well, there is that bright light that you can walk into. Not sure what the goal was but it makes for a goodnight of margaritas and a room of friends for a good philosophical discussion.

And on the other hand it could just be a very, very awful film that missed all intended objectives and goals. I'm thinking it's a mix of all things noted, that resulted in a bad movie.

Tension, chills, and horror when a After a near-fatal car accident, Sam (Jonathan Rhys Meyers) wakes up to discover that he is trapped in an abandoned hospital by mysterious and sinister forces who have no intention of letting him go. Happenings lead to terrible results when an evil is unleashed and there is an insatiable need for death, blood and vengeance. Tensions rise with a horrific event that seems to be coming back !.

A bloody and dark story of genre cinema starring Jonathan Rhys Meyers in an inferior horror film with blooy and scary events but without much sense. Throughout, a series of terrible accidents and strange appearances happen to our protagonist in which he is usually injured but still lived, the happenings extending to the predictable conclusion. Intriguing film containing terror, drama, thrills, chills, suspense , plot twists and results to be briefly entertaining, and a little slow. Director Micahel Winnick is also the author of the script providing tense, eerie, and bloody scenes. The highlight of the film is the opressive atmosphere, including the vast, eerie rooms, wards and corridors from hospital. Starring Jonathan Rhys Meyers gives a so-so acting as the deranged patient who becomes involved in fantastically creepy events. He is accompanied by a largely unknown cast, such as: Rachelle Goulding, Elyse Levesque, Garry Chalk, Anita Brown with the exception of the prolific Lochlyn Munro, a regular supporting cast in both film and television.

This ¨Disquiet¨(2023) displays a somber and appropriate photography for the spooky events that take place, darkly shot by cameramen Adam Sliwinski and Mel Ward. Likewise, a thrilling and suspenseful score by Rich Walters and filmed in Vancouver, Columbia Británica, Canadá. The motion picture was lousily directed by Michael Winnick, and results to be a bit boring. Michael Winnick is a B-craftsman with no much success, who has written/produced a directed a few films with penchant for action and terror genre, such as: ¨Malicious¨, ¨Shadow puppets¨, ¨Code of Honor¨, ¨Dark asset¨, ¨The Better Half¨, ¨Deuces¨, ´3Day Test¨, ¨Guns, Girls and Gambling¨, among others. Disquiet(2023) rating: 3.5/10. Below average. Only for Jonathan Rhys Meyers fans.

Well, this movie certainly was in a league of its own.

I had not heard about this 2023 thriller titled "Disquiet" from writer and director Michael Winnick prior to stumbling upon it by random chance. And seeing that the movie had Jonathan Rhys Meyers in the leading role, I figured that chances were that it might be a watchable enough movie.

However, I opted to scroll through some reviews of the movie prior to watching it, and those weren't painting the movie in a good light. Yet, I still opted to give "Disquiet" the benefit of the doubt. Though, I ended up turning off the movie with just about 20 minutes left to watch. But I have to admit that I was bored senseless by that point, and just couldn't take more of the torment that is "Disquiet".

Writer and director Michael Winnick put together a very, very bland script for the movie. And there wasn't much of anything that really made much of any coherent sense throughout the course of the movie. It felt, for the most parts, just like the writer and director made things up as the shooting of the movie progressed.

The acting performances in "Disquiet" were fair enough. Not Jonathan Rhys Meyers finest work by any means, but watchable nonetheless. There were three familiar faces on the cast list here for me, that being Jonathan Rhys Meyers, Lochlyn Munro and Garry Chalk.

Visually then "Disquiet" was an okay movie. The special effects were fair enough, but nothing that had me impressed or anything. But it was just lacking that particular ingredient to make it outstanding.

For a thriller then "Disquiet" was a rather strange one. I am sure that there is an audience out there for a movie such as "Disquiet", I just happened not to find much of any enjoyment in the movie.

My rating of "Disquiet" lands on a very generous three out of ten stars.

This is quite possibly one of the worst movies I have ever seen.

I for the life of me cannot understand why JRM would do this, he must have been in need of some quick cash.

The simplistic religious undertones are obvious as soon as one of the characters claims she is Dr. Lily and does not like to be called Lilith.

The whole thing is just really bad. It skips all over the place, uses illogical flashbacks within flashbacks yet tries so hard to be taken seriously by heaping on some childish heavy-handed morality play.

I can only recommend this movie if you want to see an example of what really bad filmmaking is.

I find it hard to believe one adult wrote this, another adult directed it, and another adult produced it, as it seems like something out of the mind of a 13-year-old hopped up after a Sunday school sermon.