At one point, Isabelle Huppert as the title character, an older piano-playing French woman much too keen on developing a mother-daughter relationship with Chloë Grace Moretz's student waitress Frances, does some balletic boxing footwork to Chopin that will make you laugh because it is like the actress knows you know the actress knows how silly everything is in this Neil Jordan thriller, and it is silly but nonetheless the thriller manages to overcome this excessive silliness (and several glaring plotholes and a far too low-affect heroine) by once - no, perhaps two or three times - veering away from what viewers are expecting of this sort of throwaway Single White Female psycho-thriller and delivering instead some shocks and surprises and - yes, I'll say it - moments, fleeting moments, of good old-fashioned Hitchcockian thriller fun (namely some Psycho-inspired flourishes).
★★★☆☆
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