Dull, Slow, Dreary, and Drippy ‘Verity’ Is Unconvincing Absurd Thriller

Dull, Slow, Dreary, and Drippy ‘Verity’ Is Unconvincing Absurd Thriller

By Lynn Venhaus

Beware the unreliable narrator(s). Not giving any spoilers away, but “Verity” is turgid trash, and toys with truth, trust and too many twists to be a satisfying psychological thriller.

Lowen Ashleigh (Dakota Johnson), hired to ghostwrite for wildly successful thriller novelist Verity Crawford (Anne Hathaway), uncovers what appears to be Verity’s autobiographical notes. She wrestles with the confessions about Verity’s husband Jeremy (Josh Hartnett) and finds that separating fiction from reality is challenging.

Adapted by screenwriter Nick Antosca from simplistic novelist Colleen Hoover’s manipulative 2018 best-selling sensation, the movie has that same unconvincing plot formula with cliched characters and a left-field rushed conclusion. With a 1 hour, 58-minute run time, it is also slow and dull.

Most egregious is its hollow heroine Lowen, straining credibility because she is played by the blandest leading lady in Hollywood, Dakota Johnson (winner of not one, but two Golden Raspberry “Razzie” Awards for worst actress – “Madame Web” and “Fifty Shades of Grey”). 

Anne Hathaway, in flashback, as successful thriller writer Verity Crawford.

A nepo baby – her parents are Don Johnson and Melanie Griffith, she has made some strong indies (“Peanut Butter Falcon” and “Cha Cha Real Smooth” succeeded because she could be lowkey in them). But her deadpan delivery is hard to warm up to, particularly in a supposedly sizzling affair.

Johnson’s monotone indifference is annoying because Lowen is a serious writer (sure, let’s believe this), who is good enough to be published but not read or known. She’s waiting in the wings, eager for her big break, and she has a backstory that’s never fully addressed.

When Lowen is conveniently at an intimate birthday dinner with her employer’s husband, she admits to having “resting bored face.” That’s not a stretch, but most of the dialogue is. And the logic throughout is absurd.

Thrown together, because we must have a forbidden love angle while the catatonic wife, in a wheelchair and bed-ridden, creates an overly emotional detour between Lowen and the handsome man of the house – you see that coming from the ‘meet-grisly-cute.’

Dakota Johnson and Josh Hartnett as strangers who meet through tragedy.

Oh, how bizarre. But blood, especially tawdry and titillating, is a recurring motif. So are bite marks. No vampires, however, were harmed in the making of this howl at the moon. We keep hearing about Verity’s vile villains she concocts in her lurid fiction – but in reality, her real-life is more disturbing. Or is it?

Hoover and company, desperately emulating “Gone Girl” with a touch of wannabe Daphne du Maurier, focuses on dark and sinister through characters’ ridiculous whispering and superficial seductiveness. 

Despite having Oscar winner Volker Bertelmann compose the score, the histrionic strings are so on-the-nose with ‘dun-dun-dun’ beats every time something is about to be revealed that it evokes laughter.

Unfortunately, this high-gloss schlock isn’t even a good way to have fun with pretty people being plastic, or a ‘hate-watch,’ with like-minded pals who enjoy snickering over faux raciness.

Verity and Jeremy meet.

Appearing grounded and unfailingly polite, Hartnett does what he can as family man Jeremy Crawford in a thoroughly thankless role. Now that he’s had a career resurgence, with “Trap,” “Oppenheimer,” and “The Bear,” it’s nice to see him play a hunky and caring dad, no matter how much he’s secretly hiding. Because aren’t all male characters in Hoover’s novels not what they appear to be? Dun-dun-dun!

After the disingenuous “It Ends with Us” in 2024, in which Hoover did survivors of domestic abuse no favors by triggering, without any warning, and trivializing toxic relationships, I was furious.

So, loath to try another one of her film adaptations, I changed my mind just to see if I was missing something. Oh no. My first impressions are correct about terrible writing. 

Are studio’s this desperate for content? Apparently so, because she sells a ton of books and movie tickets. Her “Regretting You” and “Reminders of Him” were box office hits. Are these forgettable airport/beach reads?

Ghostwriter Lowen Ashleigh in Verity’s office.

Director Michael Showalter, who directed Anne Hathaway’s charming, breezy romantic comedy “The Idea of You,” Jessica Chastain to an Oscar in “The Eyes of Tammy Faye,” and the superb Oscar-nominated “The Big Sick,” is at the helm, so what happened? 

Did he convince himself he could pull a Paul Feig and hit gold with “A Simple Favor” like success? Perhaps the twisted thriller genre isn’t a good fit, unlike his wildly popular comedies and ‘women’ pictures. Not only are the actions of all involved mostly ludicrous, but the shock values are insincere, especially the ending.

Nevertheless, Hathaway acquits herself by taking the campy route. Looking all glamorous in slinky red outfits and wearing fiery red lipstick, she ramps up the sex appeal as America’s most alluring novelist of popular pulp fiction. Oh look how fun she is on talk shows – and eating chicken wings on “The Hot Ones”!

She lowers her voice a husky register when she’s doing voice-overs of her unnerving autobiography that she left on a USB flash drive hidden in a cigarette box in her desk. Oh, Kathleen Turner in “Body Heat” has nothing on Hathaway here – or Barbara Stanwyck in “Double Indemnity.”

Incapacitated Verity (Anne Hathaway) outdoors in Vermont.

Fully committed as this mystery woman, Hathaway chews the scenery with menace in ‘before’ scenes while looking wan and lifeless, incapacitated by a car accident in ‘after’ scenes, to give a viable contrast. Remember her 15-minute Oscar-winning role as impoverished Fantine in “Les Miserables”?

She may be over-exposed this year in “The Odyssey,” “The End of Oak Street,” and “The Devil Wears Prada 2,” but she’s doing her best Miranda Priestly here in the sole portrayal that works (even if it’s not a shred realistic).

Now, she is bankable. So that’s the one saving grace in the “Verity” sad misfire that has too many unresolved issues and too little to recommend.

“Verity” is a 2026 psychological thriller directed by Michael Showalter and starring Dakota Johnson, Anne Hathaway, and Josh Hartnett. It is Rated R for sexual content, some nudity, language, violence and bloody images, and the run time is 1 hour, 58-minutes. It opens in theatres Oct. 2. Lynn’s Grade: D.

Aaron Pierre Excels in Socially Conscious Action Thriller “Rebel Ridge”

Aaron Pierre Excels in Socially Conscious Action Thriller “Rebel Ridge”

Featuring a captivating performance from Aaron Pierre, director Jeremy Saulnier’s suspenseful-but-restrained “Rebel Ridge” mixes throwback thrills with earnest social commentary in its story of injustice, heroism, and deep-seated corruption of institutions claiming to serve the greater good.

The film, taking place in the small town of Shelby Springs, Louisiana, centers around Terry Richmond (Pierre), who we first meet cycling en-route to the local courthouse to post bail for his cousin, Mike (C.J. LeBlanc), who is in jail for a drug-related crime. Terry is violently knocked off his bicycle by some Shelby Springs cops who take Terry’s money ($36,000 in cash) using the loophole of a “civil asset forfeiture.” This allows them to seize Terry’s bail funds, with no due process, under the pretense that he’s involved in criminal activity. They dare Terry to contest the “legal” theft in court before leaving him, scraped up from the fall, by the side of the road.

Furious, and recognizing that Mike doesn’t have much time remaining (he’ll likely be killed behind bars), Terry confronts the local police chief, Sandy Burnne (Don Johnson). Good ‘ol boy Sandy reveals that the police department has absolutely no intention of returning Terry’s life’s savings.

Although only a couple people are available and willing to help Terry scrounge up the money to post Mike’s bail (including the owners of a Chinese restaurant where Terry previously worked), he allies himself with a troubled court clerk named Summer McBride (AnnaSophia Robb). Knowing the risks involved but understanding Terry’s pain, Summer agrees to help him uncover a conspiracy that’s gripped the soul of Shelby Springs, finding that the lies and deceit go much further than even she thought possible. 

It doesn’t hurt that Terry is also an ex-Marine who ran the Marine Corps Martial Arts Program. He’s smart, determined, and violence-averse, willing to negotiate with his enemies before throwing hands (usually non-lethally). But, as Terry’s deals with Chief Burnne are struck and promptly broken, the game plan shifts. Terry is prepared to use his abilities to fight for Mike, Summer, himself, and the community of Shelby Springs overall.

“Rebel Ridge” is a departure from Saulnier’s previous down-and-dirty efforts “Blue Ruin” and “Green Room,” but no less potent. With a variety of genre influences, from action films like “First Blood” to Westerns to film noir, Saulnier mixes the cartoonish with the grounded amidst crackling dialogue, grim plot twists, and well-choreographed bursts of carnage, enriched by scenes of razor-sharp tension.

Indeed, contrary to other “one-man army” films of its ilk, “Rebel Ridge” is a thinking person’s thriller, rewarding our attention and being about something beyond its familiar framework. Saulnier targets actual legal procedures that protect those in power and take advantage of marginalized communities, trapping his characters in an environment where the only remaining solution is taking matters into their own hands – that is, if they’re willing to risk losing it all in the process. 

“Rebel Ridge” lingers on those consequences, and the fear that the authorities instill within the community; the police department itself grows increasingly desperate to maintain its stranglehold on the public through physical and psychological warfare. “Rebel Ridge,” then, for all its one-liners, wry humor, and expertly-calibrated suspense, isn’t a fantasy. Saulnier underlines the stakes while building towards that ever-important climactic showdown – we root for Terry and his allies each grueling, painful, tragic step of the way.

“Rebel Ridge” wouldn’t be anywhere near as engaging as it is without Pierre, who delivers one of the year’s strongest performances, and stepped in to fill the role after John Boyega’s controversial departure. His Terry is a quiet wrecking ball, coiled-up but patient – with a sense of Right vs. Wrong that he’s compelled to act on, no matter the costs. Pierre’s performance evolves as the film progresses, giving Terry a quiet yet commanding gravitas that doesn’t rely on dialogue. Terry’s anger, sadness, and ever-mounting rage is palpable, and when he’s finally operating at his full combative capabilities, it’s a sight to behold — almost machinelike in the deployment of his “particular set of skills.”

The supporting cast is capable without getting anywhere near as many moments to shine as Pierre. Robb has great chemistry with Pierre, giving Summer unexpected depth. Johnson chews scenery as the detestable Chief – putting on a show of “masculinity” and “strength” while being wholly unprepared for the chaos that Terry brings into the picture. Zsane Jhe is sympathetic yet mysterious as Officer Jessica Sims, who is undergoing her own internal moral battle, and David Denman is almost too effective as a racist cop out for blood.

Saulnier’s direction is lean, muscular, and precise, without relying on stylistic flourishes. David Gallego’s crisp cinematography helps suspense simmer, making the most of mirrors, and frames the action with an unflinching eye (albeit nowhere near as graphically as Saulnier’s previous efforts). Saulnier’s screenplay crackles with wit, mixing in the occasional moment of comedic relief, lending each hushed conversation and high-intensity standoff satisfying spice a la Quentin Tarantino and S. Craig Zahler, enriched by Bill and Will Blair’s pulsing score.

Saulnier doesn’t have a complete grip on pacing, however, and “Rebel Ridge” becomes a bit long-winded in its second half, relying heavily on exposition dumps to keep the story moving. The conclusion, too, powerfully ambiguous and subverting expectations, won’t deliver for those expecting a more traditional experience. But Saulnier operates on a different, far more interesting level. “Rebel Ridge” is his strongest effort yet, also cementing Pierre as a real talent to watch.

“Rebel Ridge” is a 2024 action thriller directed by Jeremy Saulnier and starring Aaron Pierre, Don Johnson, AnnaSophia Robb, David Denman, and Zsane Jhe. It is rated R for language, smoking, and violence, and is 2 hours, 11 minutes. It released on Netflix on September 6. Alex’s Grade: A-.