In My Father’s Den is an extraordinary film, confirming New Zealand’s superiority in filmmaking, and leaving me gasping for air…
Truly, this is such a wonderfully made film, it puts so many of its big-budget contemporaries to shame, whilst pointing us to lots of new talent. Barclay and MacFayden are absolutely superb, and McGann may well be the next Phillip Noyce.
The later developments and the final denouement are shocking, although Celia’s final escape from her teenage life in this place seems almost a blessing. The exploration of the effects that occur from one betrayal are well-directed and impressively conveyed. The unravelling of the webs keeps us hooked – there was nary a cough or sniff in my viewing, the almost full house being completely respectful.
The technique of layered flashbacks will not feel comfortable for those easily distracted, so don’t see this if you have trouble following complicated plots. That being said, I found it extremely clear, and the flashbacks really added weight to my appreciation of the events occurring. The use of voiceover by Celia during flashbacks was a useful explanatory device.
This is an extremely intelligent film, which effectively explores memory of the past, and the impact the past has on our present. Powerful and moving, it is highly recommended. The hoopla factor is not as high as it could be, as this film deals at times in not very enjoyable fare – perhaps you have to be in the right mood. If you’re looking for something to challenge and move you, however, In My Father’s Den is superb.