When well-to-do white women get confused about the direction of their life, they’ll do whatever it takes, including giving over complete control to a therapist, provided the therapist is handsome enough and slick enough. And thus, without even so much as bare minimal research, the protagonist of this movie, Jenn, played by the seasoned genre actress Katie Siegel (Midnight Mass) signs up for hypnosis therapy with Collin Meade, the slickly charming Jason O’Mara. Sure enough, Meade turns out not to have Jenn’s best interests in mind and sure enough, soon turns he Jenn into a tick-tick-ticking device of subliminal triggers and pre-planted suggestions.
Jenn figures it out, but somewhat too late and has to deal with the various ramifications of this therapy gone so very wrong with no one at her side but a sympathetic cop. Meanwhile, the death toll climbs, as Jenn in a progressively terrible collection of baggy pants has to reckon with the mind she is no longer entirely in control of. So yes, it’s cheesy, most cinematic thrillers tend to be. I’m not sure why, they are usually perfectly fine on paper. But then again, it’s pretty entertaining, partially because of the committed performances by Siegel (a distractingly doppelganger looking actress, like several faces in one) and the perfectly smarmy O’Mara. Not great cinema, but fun enough, short enough and at the very least might have you reconsider hypnotherapy as an option.
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