Posted on Wednesday, February 27th, 2019 by Chris Evangelista
Everybody needs a friend. And who wouldn’t want to be friends with Isabelle Huppert? It’s a set-up too good to ignore, and director Neil Jordan milks it for all that it’s worth in his gonzo thriller Greta. What could’ve very easily been a serious, scary movie is, Jordan’s hands, a weird, goofy freakshow, in which Huppert hams it up as the loneliest, craziest woman in New York. She’s looking for a friend. And a surrogate daughter. And, quite possibly, a victim. She’s out of her freakin’ mind, and part of the fun of this movie is watching Huppert ham it up to the extreme. Late in the film, Jordan goes so far as to have Huppert dance around a dead body while humming to herself. Yes, it’s that ridiculous. But that’s not a bad thing.