WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT KEVIN
We Need to Talk About Kevin is a variant on the evil child thriller. This is something that has a genesis that goes all the way back to The Bad Seed (1956). We have seen numerous other variations, usually made as B-budget psycho films, with the likes of The Godsend (1980), Bloody Birthday (1981), Mikey (1992), The Good Son (1993), Relative Fear (1994), Daddys Girl (1996), Joshua (2007), Case 39 (2009) and Orphan (2009). Equally, you could say that We Need to Talk About Kevin draws upon the paranoia about children (or at least a pregnancy) that Rosemarys Baby (1968) did Tilda Swintons mother and her paranoias, where her childs malice seems directed against and apparent only to her while her husband and others seem unaware of anything, could almost be the story of Mia Farrows Rosemary extended after the delivery of her baby.
Compared to these other psycho child films, We Need to Talk About Kevin comes with the sensibility of an arthouse film. It feels like the audiences for the two films are different, even if the subject matter is not where all of these others are thrillers that have been pitched to multiplex audiences or cable and video markets for B-thrillers, We Need to Talk About Kevin premiered at Cannes and was shown at film festivals and arthouse theatres. You could consider We Need to Talk About Kevin as a film that strips the evil child thriller away from all thriller tropes. It is in essence the evil child film deconstructed, reduced to a series of cinematic images and dramatic confrontations. Lynne Ramsay even strips the film of plot the story is elliptical, far more elusive than it was in Lionel Shrivers novel. The film generally follows the path of Kevin from birth to adulthood but also flips from one time period to the next between and within scenes. Even the title is an ironic one for talking about Kevin is something that the film and the characters within it do everything else except. We only, for instance, find out the great crime that Kevin did at the end, yet the rest of the film is constantly giving us scenes that allude to such, or showing Tilda Swinton dealing with its aftermath and visiting Kevin in jail.
Maybe what strikes most about We Need to Talk About Kevin is Lynne Ramsays directorial style. What she was wanting to do in Morvern Callar finds its full flowering with magnificent effect. If there is a filmmaker you could compare Lynne Ramsays emergence as here to it might be the dreamy, nostalgic tableaux of Terrence Malick and in particular the same years The Tree of Life (2011). We Need to Talk About Kevin is a film that is almost like an impressionistic canvas painted in elliptical washes of tableaux, of scenes that seem punctuated by startling images where a sudden momentary shot in a scene can tell an entire picture without words, where sound is layered over into the subsequent scene with striking effect. It is often a film of colour patterns, notably the colour red that reappears as a motif throughout from the opening amid a ceremony in Spain with Tilda Swinton being bathed in red dye amidst a crowd, the house splattered in red paint, and Kevins T-shirt to the blood that covers him at the climax, while Tilda is seen throughout trying to remove the red paint from the house and her own body as though trying to rid herself of shame.
Tilda Swinton was nominated for a host of year end Best Actress awards for her role as the mother. It is a fine part, although one where Tilda Swinton is required to only register varying degrees along the continuum of shocked and numbed and not a whole lot else. Her acclaim has tended to overshadow the contributions from the two boys Jasper Newell as the younger Kevin and Ezra Miller who plays Kevin in his teens. The two of them give wonderful malicious performances. Ezra Miller in particular, some years before going on to become DCs The Flash, adding a superbly bored and mocking laconicism.