A Wife Alone
Andrew Brunton, Peter Friedman, Justin Reichman
Genevieve Hudson-Price as Jaine
Sean Patrick Reilly as Steve
Ashley Springer as Park
If you’re a major fan of flat, incoherent pictures,A Wife Alone is going to leave you salivating. It isn’t however, going to leave me typing for an hour, as this flick simply does not merit the promotion… in the slightest. Furthermore, it’s not even a horror film. It’s not close to a horror film. This is a melodramatic love triangle gone haywire flick with one brief burst of unfathomably tame violence (seriously, the extent of the terror in this pic is a rock to the back of the head… and that shot isn’t even graphic).
A Wife Alone is just about a few women out to manipulate a couple businessmen in order to sail off in the sunset with big bucks. That’s the story. Jaine is at the heart of the management, playing two sides of a cliché fence, while Park and Steve are the foolish marks. Can Jaine succeed in bending a perceived reality? Probably, but in the chance that you enjoy horrible movies, I won’t spoil the details.
The actual camera work isn’t too shabby. It’s clearly something of an amateur production, but there are some clean, inspired visuals here and there. Technically that’s really the only positive of the film. Ashley Springer portrays Park, Jaine’s “husband”, and he might just be the dullest performer I’ve ever seen. He exhibits zero emotion and every line he delivers is drenched in monotone slush. This kid may as well be holding the script and reading his lines, that’s how energetic and convincing he is. Meanwhile, male counter Steve (played by Sean Patrick Reilly) takes things so over the top it feels as though he got a flawed memo. His energy doesn’t even remotely near fit the mood established by his co-performers. I won’t even speak on Genevieve Hudson-Price’s performance as Jaine…
At 66 minutes runtime, A Wife Alone drags, drags and then continues to drag on. There’s virtually zero action in the film. There isn’t a lone moment of fear to take in. It’s an hour of poor, uninspired monologues and flashback sequences that bear no differing elements from the remainder of the film; we don’t even know what’s happening in live time and what’s actually a flashback. It takes about 45 minutes to realize the story is all over the place. There’s just nothing to separate the now from the then, which makes the story really, really confusing.
A talented screenwriter and an entirely different cast could have likely turned this into an intriguing film. The problem is, that talented screenwriter, and those other performers aren’t attached. We’re left to contend with a crew who have failed to assemble a film that could outshine a student production – literally.
I’m always pulling for the micro-budget flicks. But this one earns no support from me. It’s a lazy, convoluted mess that sputters constantly. It doesn’t invoke fear, or humor, or excitement. If anything, the film might actually work as a sedative. Not good news.