The Actor's Jesus-Themed Horror Movie Is Less Extreme Than Expected
Nicolas Cage could be the ideal choice for a daring horror film focused on Jesus Christ, though not for the causes many fans might assume. Actually, Cage does not even portray Jesus in The Carpenter’s Son: his role is referred to simply as a craftsman. He is cast as the Joseph in this narrative, striving to uphold his beliefs while the teenage character (acted by the young actor), their adolescent foster child, begins to display miraculous gifts. The reason it's hard to envision a different prominent performer taking this character is that while the figure becomes burdened with numerous challenges, Cage himself looks practically emotionally certain that this dark, somber little movie is worth his time.
Cage's Recent Career Choices
Cage was allocating that time more carefully lately. He still makes more films than the majority of regular audiences will ever see — for instance, were you informed that the man has filmed several different frontier films in the past three years? — but he also mixes in prestige independent films for example one recent hit, Pig, and Longlegs. The Carpenter’s Son sounds like one of those, as it’s borderline horror, possibly controversial, and takes a campy-sounding description with gravity.
Movie's Plot and Direction
Regrettably, filmmaker Lotfy Nathan does not reward viewer engagement. The film starts from a compellingly nomadic setting, marketed as inspired by an apocryphal lost gospel about Christ’s childhood. The Carpenter, the maternal figure, and their child move frequently, afraid of faith-based hostility or doubt regarding The Boy’s strange powers. “Calamity follows us,” The Carpenter sadly observes. This persists when evil influences focus on the household where they currently live, initiating on the well-known scriptural test for the son.
Sometimes, the movie resembles an Exorcist-style possession movie, except that none of the central roles are explicitly taken over. Rather, they become more and more distant from one another, while these powers infect a nearby girl (the actress, named an outsider) who the son connects to, and provides all unsettling premonitions of a dark tomorrow. Cage's role especially fights with his role within the plot, occasionally berating his child who mystifies him.
Debate and Sensitivity
This material is apt to invite debate, and Nathan approaches it with a lot of care — too much, perhaps. The idea of a young man confronted with his destined offering and seduced by unknown powers is truly scary, but the filmmaker might be wary of looking exploitative and eager to signal his aims, therefore he regularly retreats into dimly foreboding visuals. Characters continually reflect — the singer-actress, who displayed notable talent in the 2024 Crow remake, surprisingly — cedes her performance to her Mother Mary cloak, sometimes broken up by some gruesome scary visuals.
Cage's Performance and Film's Flaws
Simultaneously, Cage toy with precisely the type of melodramatic acting that his more snickering appreciators could be expecting. There is a moment (featured) in the trailer in which he erupts and screams “My faith has been shattered!” If that kind of florid outburst is included in a religious scary film, possibly a more boldly ridiculous style would be more effective of Cage’s willingness to be extreme as required. On the other hand, The Carpenter’s Son echoes the less successful low-budget productions Cage made during the last decade — excluding the campy action films so much as the serious stories and ghost stories that always sound promising, and usually have several notable actor's highlights, but ultimately feel like, well, low-budget DTV material.
Frankly, some of those, although simpler, were easier to view in general. At this point I have to disregard my personal rule, not religious but career-related: Long ago, a respected mentor urged me to banish adjectives like “tedious” or “uninteresting” from my reviewing language. These phrases express scant except a personal and broadly stated restlessness, disengaging from the task of vibrantly communicating the intellectual and feeling of seeing a particular movie. It's challenging to convey boredom without sounding boring oneself. It’s no more expressive as labeling a movie “interesting.” “Say more,” essentially.
But I must confess, I felt uninterested during much of The Carpenter’s Son. In its defense, it’s a religious style of dullness, not due to this movie is lecturing, but because it requires a sort of obedient endurance to sit through it. After a while soon after starting, this feature settles into a cyclic tempo of ongoing suffering, and fails to