The Actor's Jesus-Themed Thriller Film Is Less Extreme as It Sounds
Nicolas Cage is likely the perfect selection for a bold scary movie about Jesus Christ, but not for the motivations some fans might assume. In reality, Cage doesn't even play the central religious figure in The Carpenter’s Son: his role is referred to only as a craftsman. He is framed as the Joseph of this narrative, attempting to maintain his beliefs as the teenage character (acted by the young actor), his adolescent foster child, begins to exhibit divine powers. The explanation it's hard to envision a different prominent performer taking this character is that even as his character is stricken with multiple challenges, the actor looks almost moving certain that the dark, grim feature is worth his time.
The Actor's Current Film Selections
Nicolas Cage was using those years more carefully recently. He still stars in additional projects than most casual fans may ever watch — as an illustration, were you informed that the actor has made a trio of different frontier films recently? — but he also mixes in esteemed independent films for example Dream Scenario, another notable movie, and Longlegs. The Carpenter’s Son seems like in that category, because it’s genre-adjacent, likely to stir debate, and approaches a campy-sounding concept quite seriously.
The Film's Plot and Execution
Sadly, writer-director the director fails to repay the audience's focus. The film begins with a engagingly rootless setting, presented as drawing from an unknown scripture concerning the early years of Jesus. The Carpenter, The Mother, and their son move constantly, afraid of doctrinal intolerance or doubt regarding The Boy’s mysterious gifts. “Calamity follows us,” The Carpenter mournfully notes. That continues as sinister entities attack them where they currently live, beginning on the well-known scriptural test for the youth.
Sometimes, this production mirrors an Exorcist-style horror film, except that not one of the lead characters are clearly inhabited. Instead, they are increasingly alienated from one another, when these entities affect a local young woman (the actress, named an outsider) who The Boy forms a relationship with, and gives each character disturbing images of a dark tomorrow. Cage's role especially struggles with his place within the plot, occasionally chastising the son he doesn't completely grasp.
Debate and Sensitivity
The content is prone to invite debate, and the director treats it with plenty of care — excessive, possibly. The notion of a teenage boy facing his destined offering and tempted by dark influences is indeed scary, but the filmmaker may be hesitant regarding looking exploitative and eager to telegraph his intentions, thus he frequently withdraws to darkly ominous filming. The roles brood incessantly — FKA Twigs, who demonstrated genuine potential in a recent film update, surprisingly — surrenders her acting to her religious attire, occasionally interrupted by a few disturbing frightening scenes.
Cage's Acting and Film's Flaws
Meanwhile, Cage flirts with precisely the type of melodramatic acting that those who enjoy his campier roles could be expecting. There is a moment (shown) in the trailer where he flips out and shouts “I’ve lost my faith!” When this sort of theatrical release is included in a religious scary film, possibly a more brazenly silly style would take better advantage of his eagerness to exaggerate when necessary. On the other hand, The Carpenter’s Son more closely resembles the less successful direct-to-video productions he starred in during that period — apart from the B-movies but rather the serious stories and paranormal movies that typically appear interesting, and often contain a few choice actor's highlights, but ultimately feel like, frankly, low-budget DTV material.
Truthfully, several of these, while less ambitious, were more watchable as a whole. This is when I need to break my usual practice, not spiritual but professional: Long ago, a respected mentor convinced me to banish descriptive terms like “monotonous” or “lifeless” from my film-criticism vocabulary. These phrases convey little but a personal and vaguely expressed impatience, disengaging from the duty of clearly expressing the thoughtful and sensation of seeing a particular movie. It's hard to convey monotony without seeming uninteresting oneself. It’s no more expressive as labeling a movie “engaging.” “Elaborate,” that is.
But I must confess, I was bored throughout The Carpenter’s Son. On the positive side, it’s a churchy kind of boredom, not because The Carpenter’s Son is preachy, but since it demands a sort of dutiful submission to sit through it. After a while in the beginning, this feature enters a cyclic tempo of simmering anguish, and does not