Even with superhero fatigue in full effect, I’ve admired 20th Century Fox’s X-Men films. Well, at least, a majority of them. Admit the sameness of the Marvel movies and the dizzying inward implosion within Warner Bros.’ recent DC output, Fox isn’t necessarily consistent with their superhero movies, but they’ve become surprisingly forward thinking, progressively risk-friendly and, best of all, filmmaker focused with their recent efforts.
Cobbled together from disparate parts like a Frankensteinian beast, A Cure for Wellness manages to sprout just enough individuality to have a gripping, if not lasting, effect. The plot clearly falls into the Shutter Island line of insane asylum uneasiness, constantly question who are the patients and what is being doing to them. The tone is, at times, gothic, though in a splashy way such as Guillermo del Toro’s recent Crimson Peak. And individual beats will be familiar to anyone…