
Grace (2009)
Directed by Paul Solet
Starring Jordan Ladd
Getting back into reviews of movies you can pick up off a shelf instead of seeing in a theatre, we’re going to discuss this bad movie gem, Grace. The trailer for this movie looked promising, or at least, it got my hopes up for something better than the pile of garbage that got released. The premise of this movie sounds a little like Little Shop of Horrors made babies with a zombie movie and a heart wrenching Lifetime Original movie, but even so, I was more than willing to give it a shot, and I was more than disappointed.
The movie starts by exposing the range of weird characters we’re going to get to spend the next 84 minutes with, and not a single one of them is remarkably interesting. We’re introduced to Madeline Matheson (Ladd) and her husband Michael (Stephen Park) in the process of creating their baby. Now, I describe it as such because in watching the scene, it seems incredibly robotic. No interaction between the two, aside from the obvious, and Madeline stares into space before curling up into a ball (in effort to aid conception, I would assume, though I wouldn’t know from experience). From there, we time warp a few months (bringing us about 8 months into the pregnancy) and we’re introduced to mother-in-law Vivian (Gabrielle Rose) and father-in-law Henry (Sergio Houde) at a dinner where Vivian does nothing but complain about Madeline’s vegan diet while insisting that she give birth to her child in a hospital, rather than a private clinic. It’s obviously an argument they’ve had before, as all the responses seem terribly rehearsed and mechanical (seriously, you have to wonder if these people aren’t actually incredibly advanced versions of C3-P0).
At any rate, we jump to the next day where Madeline and Michael are headed out to look at a private clinic owned and operated by an old friend of Madeline’s, Patricia (Samantha Ferris). There seems to be some odd tension between the three characters but the movie kind of glosses over it for the time being and moves ahead. The next few scenes are moderately boring and the only things of note that happen are that Madeline experiences chest pains which lead doctors to think the best solution would be to induce labor, though Patricia steps in and stops them before they make a horrible mistake. Shortly after this, the two Mathesons are involved in a car accident, which kills Michael and their unborn child.
Now, I imagine, in the real world any clinic or doctor would induce labor and get the dead body of their child out of the woman in order to prevent other illnesses (correct me if I’m wrong, but having a lump of dead flesh in your body can’t be very healthy). Anyway, they wait three weeks and Madeline delivers her infant with Patricia, only to nuzzle it and coax it back to life (remember, this is 3 weeks after they told her the baby was dead). Nobody understands how it happened and everyone except for Madeline seems interesting in finding out. Madeline, on the other hand, is completely satisfied that the blood work came back normal and refuses anything further because she doesn’t need to understand a miracle to accept it. During a visit by Patricia, a second reference is made to breast-feeding into old age (the first was at the awkward dinner party at the beginning made by the mother-in-law), which makes you wonder what the writer’s preoccupation with breast-feeding was. Not that it’s a terribly important story point, but it really does raise the question in your brain.
Moving on, the rest of the movie essentially shows Madeline’s downward spiral as she realizes that her baby smells funny, loses skin in water, attracts flies and, to top it off, requires blood as the main component of her diet (I think they want you to realize the irony in that Madeline is vegan but Grace lives on blood, but… well it’s so obvious that it’s unnecessary). In the end, Vivian attempts to gain custody of Grace through various channels, but never really succeeds.
I’d say I don’t want to give away the ending to this movie, but, well, I don’t care. I’d hate to make you sit through it to find out, let’s put it that way. After a fight at Madeline’s home, we cut to black only to fade in again on a cow munching grass. Why, you ask? So that we can pan out to see an RV driving down the country lane. We cut to the interior of the RV to see Patricia with a new look driving before pulling off to the side of the road at a rest area. She walks to the back of the thing and what do we find? Madeline and Grace, of course - alive and well, and as unresponsive and robotic as ever. The final shot we see is Madeline explaining that Grace needs more than just blood, now. She’s teething (and apparently Grace is teething on her mother’s breast, which sounds odd that she’d wait so long to say anything, but hey, this movie has hardly made sense up until this point anyways).
In the end, this movie asks a lot of its audience. It asks us to be forgiving of all it’s shortcomings (and believe me, there are a lot of them), and suspend our disbelief not just a little bit, but entirely. There is very little in this movie that you willingly accept at first glance. And if you don’t believe it then, you won’t ever believe it. The more you watch, the more you question “Why?” and begin to wonder who green lit this project in the first place. There are a multitude of scenes which are unnecessary and don’t further the plot by any significant amount (including Vivian breast-feeding her husband – don’t ask, you really don’t want to know) and a good number of those merely succeed in making the audience feel incredibly uncomfortable. Whenever I think of the plot, I’m reminded of Little Shop and Audrey 2, for obvious reasons if you’ve seen Little Shop (and if you haven’t, you should). The acting is laughable, the props are ridiculous and frankly the movie just expects too much forgiveness from the audience to be worth watching. I wouldn’t even recommend this one for a bad movie night, it’s that bad. Overall rating? 1 out of 5.


