That annoyingly emphatic exclamation mark in the title isn’t just there for looks; it’s emblematic of the movie’s overkill

Her version of The Bride! is much harder to parse, and much harder to swallow. It’s a provocation and a challenge — a movie designed to prickle and puzzle the brain more than warm the heart. At times,

As the author’s non-consensual time share takes hold, Ida writhes on the dinner table. Buckley, an actor capable of seemingly elemental ecstasies, ejects oysters onto the striped shirt of Matthew Maher’s heavy. He’s as startled as we are at Ida’s feral spasms, her nasal Great Lakes tones switching to Shelley’s plummy, rumbly RP and back.

Maggie Gyllenhaal has transformed Frankenstein’s Bride into a bizarre modern spectacle starring the Jessie Buckley that is taking on Wuthering Heights. With a weird monster movie and the return of Ghostface, horror rules on the big screen this week. Starring: Jessie Buckley, Christian Bale, Annette Bening, Penelope Cruz, Jake Gyllenhaal.