When Iris (Sophie Thatcher) and Josh (Jack Quaid) join their friends for a weekend getaway in the woods, the young couple find themselves thrown into a situation that throws the future of their relationship into question:
Can our lovebirds save their love?
Maybe I have seen too many movies like this.
Maybe I am just getting old.
Companion is a fun movie.
It takes a set-up that could be the starting point for a film noir or a thriller:
Our protagonist learns their lover has betrayed them as part of a scheme to make money.
In this case (spoilers) the patsy is a robot.
And unlike noir, the homme fatal is an idiot who manages to make the situation worse.
Despite some pitch-black laughs, this is a straight ahead thriller.
Sophie Thatcher is effective in the lead role, and the rest of the cast are having a good time puncturing their archetypes (Megan Suri is hilarious).
While Jack Quaid played a similar role in Scream, he has more space here as the villain. Initially it appears his amiable presentation appears to be a schtick, a facade he uses to get what he wants.
As the movie progresses, it becomes clear that he is so good at appearing to be a ‘nice guy’ because he believes he is one.
There is some interesting thematic meat here. The film is trying to be a metaphor for an abusive relationship, and what makes this aspect effective is both Quaid’s casting, and the way he plays the character as a self-pitying narcissist - he is enough of an asshole to use his robot companion as a murder weapon, but he is so self-involved that he feels the need to confess all and try to rehabilitate how she perceives him.
I am not that familiar with Quaid’s work, but on the basis of this performance, I could not help but think of how effective his father Dennis is at puncturing archetypes of masculinity (Far From Heaven is the easy pull, but even in a straightforward allegory like Enemy Mine, he is sending up the idea of the ‘ugly American’).
Here Quaid is playing a shade of toxic masculinity that is distinct from the kind Dennis plays.
Jack Quaid cannot project that kind of brash machismo. Instead he is playing up vulnerability and assumed empathy, a perception of non-threat.
Thankfully, this movie is not some weighty treatise. It is a fun little thriller, nothing more and nothing less.
I wish it found a few more ways to put our heroine in jeopardy. And while there are some clever uses of the machine’s functionality, the film feels like it could be a little smarter.
That last word kind of sums up the movie: it is a solid genre picture that gets the job done, but it does feel like it leaves meat on the table.
It is not nearly as funny or weird as the premise makes it out to be.
But still, on its own terms, Companion is a good time.