2011
80 minutes
rated R
by Scott Mendelson
There is nothing terribly wrong with Carnage, Roman Polanski's adaption of the play God of Carnage. But it's story, which involves two couples who meet to discuss the playground injury that one child inflicted on another, plays out exactly as you'd expect it to. It's fun while it lasts (and it's an awfully short picture), but the picture contains little insight and an unfortunate predictability, both in the actual narrative and in the casting, that it renders the final product very-nearly pointless. Thanks to an unfortunate need to cast exactly-to-type, the film even loses much of its appeal as an acting treat. It's not a bad picture, and it's entertaining while it's being watched, but it's almost obscenely inconsequential.
