Synopsis
In 1905, a man travels to a remote island in search of his missing sister who has been kidnapped by a mysterious religious cult.
2018 Directed by Gareth Evans
In 1905, a man travels to a remote island in search of his missing sister who has been kidnapped by a mysterious religious cult.
Dan Stevens Michael Sheen Lucy Boynton Mark Lewis Jones Bill Milner Kristine Frøseth Paul Higgins Richard Elfyn Catrin Aaron John Weldon Ross O'Hennessy Gareth Pierce Rhys Meredith John Norton Ioan Hefin Rhian Morgan Owain Gwynn Sharon Morgan Sebastian McCheyne Gareth John Bale Elen Rhys Spencer Booth Toby Brierley Alekss Dudins Michael Gleeson Paul James Craig Jenkins Lex Lamprey Daryl Matthews Show All…
Peter Pedrero Lucy Allen Lee Sheward Jude Poyer Marcus Shakesheff Leon Sua Russell MacLeod David Cheung Mike Wilson Ian Kay James O'Daly Seon Rogers Elaine Ford Chris Waite Rubie Planson Pablo Casillas Andy Taylor Gibson Remick
Wandiati Yorania Souisa Dea Rosa Felicia Ellora Aloysia Wisye Bwariat Jeremiah Purwoto Antonius Halawa David Hartono Chendra Melky A. Dethan Abdul Malik Syadri Aditya Pratama
Aria Prayogi Fajar Yuskemal Simon Gershon Paul McFadden Jon Salmon-Joyce Nathan Palmer Jamie Talbutt Jon Thomas Richard Brooks Gareth Meirion Thomas
Juliet Ireland Conal Palmer Inma Azorin Claire Williams Kate Roberts Sarah Davies Laura Beard Franziska Roesslhuber
Απόστολος, El apóstol, Le bon apôtre, Apostolo, Apóstolo, Apostol, Апостол, 아포슬, El Apostol, Apóstol, アポストル 復讐の掟, Tông Đồ, Le Bon apôtre, כופר נפשה, アポストル 復讐の掟, მოციქული, 복수의 사도, Apaštalas, Apostoł, Havari, 使徒
The moments of physical action in this will have you drooling for what begs to be THE RAID meets THE WICKER MAN, but Evans is way more interested in a (very) slow to roll cult thriller. Extra points for not stringing you along with a "what's really going on here?" tease; this is very up-front even if it's 20 minutes too long. Anyway Evans can shoot the shit out of anything and this gets suitably gnarly when it counts.
First hour is kind of rough, with lots of cliché characterization and ugly desaturated, handheld camera work (with no clear indication why it's been shot this way until the last like 30m), but this hugely picks up around the time it goes full The Blood on Satan's Claw supernatural cult horror an hour in and then for some ungodly reason caps the whole thing off with 30m of "what if Witchfinder General was a torture porn movie?" Unsure whether this is Actually Good or not but the bizarre whiplash of witnessing Evans' paranoid, untethered photography and penchant for bonkers gruesomeness infect a 70s British folk horror locale in that finale was enough to get my lizard brain going and forget all the times actors opened their mouths in this. Gotta be some value in that, right?
how could they give.... dan stevens.... an audiobook narrator.... like..... three lines... in his own movie... i just want to listen to his sexy voice shut up
what is it with white people in rural areas forming religious horror cults all the damn time?
I’m a big fan of slow, brooding, boring, period piece folk horror—rotting soil, vine blood goddess, Dan Stevens, bursts of violence, and an intense third act that sees Mark Lewis Jones channeling gonzo Oliver Reed.
I didn’t really care for either Raid movies, loved by many and that’s awesome, but this is way more my speed... I would have gone even higher but it was a tad long, even for me, purveyor of overlong slogs, but at least it didn’t put me to sleep like Hold the Dark did. When it comes down to it cults and a town covered in vines is just appealing to me? I dunno, I dug it.
I’ll gladly add this to my Folk Horror list.
I thought for the first hour that this might not get all that gross and gnarly and then I realized I should never underestimate Gareth Evans.
Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves.
One of my most anticipated films of the year did not disappoint at all. Gareth Evans trades in claustrophobic fisticuffs spectacle for grand-scale Gothic horror, and proves he can do both almost equally well. Apostle is the film equivalent of nails on a chalkboard in the best way possible. Starts at the top of the board, going slow and quiet. But it keeps building and building until it's ear-splitting and cringe-inducing by the end. Again, this is all meant in a good way. Evans has seriously made something note-worthy here, and it was one like Netflix's previous film, Hold the Dark, where it…
it’s a testament to dan stevens’ hotness that even when he was covered in blood and swimming through sewage I was still horned
So this is kind of like a slow burn version of The Wicker Man in which you’ll almost forget it’s by the guy who did The Raid until it becomes an unholy insane goreapalooza and then you’ll remember.
It’s pretty good.