HERETIC
The casting of Hugh Grant and the religious debating are clearly intended to give Heretic some extra “gravitas”, which works in the Upstairs chapter of the story, but Downstairs is a dark and dismal place where the movie and Mr Reed descend into Torture Porn, where so many modern horror movies take us.
Perhaps Grant is tired of playing charm and smarm or likeably roguish, but I found myself recalling some of the awful films Bette Davis and Joan Crawford made in their twilight years; obviously I exclude their joint appearance in the gloriously camp Baby Jane classic. Heretic is not destined to become a camp classic. Casting Grant elevates Mr Reed, but I’m not sure that playing Reed elevates Mr Grant.