Anything good about The Book Of Henry is squashed by its atrociously confusing and plain weird plotline
The Book Of Henry follows a suburban family as they keep each other going in their own special way. Headed by Henry, the 12 year old genius, the family work together to accomplish more, but when disaster strikes, things take a very strange turn.
The biggest question that comes from The Book Of Henry is simple: What actually is it?
Describing it as bizarre is a huge understatement. The film doesn’t even know what it is, so the audience can just forget about actually understanding it. It fits into no genre in the worst way possible. It’s a painfully misjudged and misguided set of ideas that do not fit together.
Naomi Watts puts in a great performance as a mother who deals with untold loss, but the script absolutely lets her down. The way her character deals with death is not just wrong but it feels awkward. The film twists into a confusing piece, helmed by Watts’ complicated mother.
There are a few interesting ideas set within the picture, but they can’t really show their faces and nothing actually comes from them. They’re just used in the wrong way, from a wildly ill informed script.
Anything good about The Book Of Henry is squashed by its atrociously confusing and plain weird plot line, and without making it’s story line linear and understandable, the film has become an uninteresting and repulsive mess.
P.S. That kiss from Sarah Silverman is the weirdest moment in cinema history. Creeper.