Synopsis from IMDB: “A young man in a personal tailspin flees the US to Italy, where he sparks up a romance with a woman harboring a dark, primordial secret.”
Truth tell, I wanted to like Spring much more than I actually did. An indie horror/fantasy film from Drafthouse Films, Spring is described as, “Richard Linklater meets H.P. Lovecraft“–what’s not to like, right? This is the kind of horror movie I want to support.Thoughtful, ambitious–an antidote to torture porn, gross out garbage. Unfortunately, while the film certainly has its moments, it eventually collapses under its own weight.”What Evan discovers about Louise,” says Simon Abrams, “feels like an after-thought that frustratingly overwhelms the film once it gets to where it’s going.”
Yeah, what he said. It reminds me of a bed and breakfast Wanda and I stayed in on our honeymoon. The foundation of the place was well built and gorgeous, but the finishing touches were all wrong, as if it had been taken over en medias res by someone completely tone deaf to the original inspiration. After a great start, it simply loses its way.
The 89% critic rating is generous. The 70% audience score is closer to the mark. Worth seeing but doesn’t live up to its potential.