Movie Review - Grace (2009)

Starring Jordan Ladd, Gabrielle Rose, and Samantha Ferris
Directed by Paul Solet

Um...just like the wagging, twirling, and dancing penis in Brüno, Grace contains images that I never need to see again.

Old lady boobs...got 'em. (Note: I'm not against old lady boobs, per se...read on...)

Old lady utilizing a breast pump to get milk from said old lady boobs...check.

Old lady getting her husband to stimulate said old lady boobs orally in order to start the lactating process...yep, that's here, too.

I haven't even begun to discuss the younger mother who allows her baby to bite her breasts so that the baby can sustain itself on blood rather than milk.

Yeah...Grace was one weird movie that is dull as can be even with that weird-ass stuff above.

The general premise is this: Madeline Matheson is in a horrific car crash with her husband. The husband dies and she soon discovers that her unborn child has died as well. Well, Madeline's a little kooky and she wants to carry the baby to full term and have it stillborn. Her midwife agrees to the proposition (mainly because the midwife and Madeline once had an intimate relationship), and, once it's time to deliver, the baby girl miraculously is born alive. Unfortunately, the baby soon moves past milk and needs to sustain herself on blood...and Madeline will need to do what is necessary in order to get that blood.

And the irony of it all is that Madeline's a vegan! You may think that's not a big deal, but we are hit over the head with it so many times in this movie. The only thing Madeline watches on tv is animal slaughters to show how heinous and horrible and cruel we are as a species. It's a good thing she watched them, though, or else she wouldn't have known where to slice humans open in order to drain blood for her baby.

Apparently, this was a short film and it probably should've stayed that way. There's maybe a good plot here (maybe...), but even at only 80 minutes, this flick felt so drawn out. There's a whole subplot about Madeline's sixty year-old mother-in-law and her breast-feeding obsession takes up nearly a quarter of the movie and it's just plain uncomfortable and unnecessary.

This got some kind of limited theatrical release in August after playing the film festival circuit, but I really don't understand how there can be any type of love for this one. Pretty darn awful.

The RyMickey Rating: D-