Studio: Brainstorm Media
Director: Brandon Auman
Writer: Brandon Auman
Producer: Chad A. Verdi, Jennifer Davisson, Phillip Watson, Michelle Verdi, Chad Verdi Jr., Paul Luba
Stars: Hayden Panettiere, Justin Chatwin, Lori Tan Chinn, Corinne Sweeney, Laird LaCoste, Mischa Barton, Beverly D’Angelo
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Summary:
A grieving mother discovers her disturbing nightmares may be connected to the vengeful spirit of her abusive husband.
Review:
Getting to know the main players in “Sleepwalker” is easy. All anyone has to do is listen to the forced exposition constituting their dialogue.
Grieving mother and abstract artist Sarah Pangborn, borrowing a surname from Castle Rock’s sheriff, has been plagued by vivid nightmares and frightening bouts of sleepwalking ever since a car accident killed her daughter Aimee and left her abusive husband Michael in a coma. Sarah’s art dealer friend Aniya reminds her, “Look at everything you went through. All that trauma, for years. Then your daughter. You’re haunted by her memory.” Sarah wraps her own bow on the painfully presented premise by adding, “Oh yeah, it’s overwhelming. I wake up every single night in a panic, can’t go back to sleep, then I’m walking around the next day like a zombie.”
Sarah isn’t the only one suffering. Her son Holden has his own drama to deal with. Sarah sympathizes by saying, “Listen, I know things have been hard on you. After what happened, new school, new friends.” Holden asks, “Will we move back home?” His mother reminds him, “You know we can’t afford to do that right now,” prompting the boy to respond, “I don’t mind living with Grandma.” Indeed, Sarah’s mother Gloria appears to be a good woman, taking them in and comforting her daughter by assuring Sarah, “It was an accident. A horrible, terrible accident, but it wasn’t your fault.”
Despite these fact-filled exchanges delivering all this basic background via robotically delivered declarations, “Sleepwalker” shows as well as tells to really hammer the setup into our heads. In addition to her haunting dreams, Sarah regularly relives terrible memories in spontaneous flashbacks where her husband responds to threats of divorce with anger, violence, and threats of his own to take away their two children. Michael first loses his cool at a petting zoo. Then he flips his lid during Aimee’s ninth birthday party. Next comes a post-dinner blowup. Get what’s going on yet?
Being comatose doesn’t put a stop to Michael’s mania. Thanks to a wise old Asian woman who has just the right info to fill in final blanks, guilt-ridden Sarah discovers her dreams are being manipulated by Michael’s unconscious spirit, and the score he wants to settle involves using their daughter’s ghost to drive Sarah to do something deadly whenever she’s asleep.
Sleepwalking isn’t limited to the characters onscreen. Beverly D’Angelo does some of her own as Sarah’s mother Gloria, perhaps recognizing she’s stuck in a limited part that doesn’t require applying much effort. Joining Hayden Panettiere as another mid-2000s TV star going through mundane motions is Mischa Barton in the embarrassingly underwritten role of Michael’s sister Joelle. Barton shows up three times, with each brief appearance contradicting the one before it. In her first moment, she angrily accuses Sarah of ruining her brother’s life. The next time, Joelle says JK by apologizing for her unfriendly outburst. Finally, Joelle calls Sarah to suggest, you know what, maybe we should just pull the plug on my brother, so they do.
“Sleepwalker” was developed from a seven-minute short from 2024, which explains why its 89-minute runtime goes on 81 minutes too long. To reach that convenient 1.5-hour mark that makes it easier to sell to a cable network programmer or streaming provider searching for padding, the movie bloats itself with constant cliches, including a conventional music score, drone shots over opening titles to establish the setting, even a public domain two-for-one as someone watches both “Night of the Living Dead” and “Carnival of Souls” on television. Readymade for the small screen with a lit-for-TV look, not even a sloppily delivered twist can save “Sleepwalker” from sinking in a sea of commonplace themes and toothless thrills engineered to be routine.
“Sleepwalker” is such a paint-by-numbers production, it ought to come with a brush, as even a blind man could color between its simple lines. Better yet, they could create their own cover, since the movie is so generic, its poster art might as well be a solid white rectangle with plain black text. The film could even repurpose the ordinary font used for opening credits. Why not? Every other element of “Sleepwalker” is recycled from somewhere else, except somehow made dull as well as derivative.
Review Score: 35
“Sleepwalker” was developed from a seven-minute short from 2024, which explains why its 89-minute runtime goes on 81 minutes too long.