
Catch Me Daddy movie review: nowhere to run
A lurid meatgrinder of a movie in which the young-woman protagonist is reduced to a passive object of male rage, greed, and possessiveness.
handcrafted film criticism by maryann johanson | since 1997
A lurid meatgrinder of a movie in which the young-woman protagonist is reduced to a passive object of male rage, greed, and possessiveness.
Dramatizes a bizarre moment in time with a straightforward aplomb that is devastating, that makes you wish you could laugh at the insanity and pointlessness of it but refuses all emotional response except overwhelming rage and grief.