Studio: Netflix
Director: James Ashcroft
Writer: Ben Jacoby, Chase Palmer
Producer: Anthony Russo, Joe Russo, Angela Russo-Otstot, Michael Disco, Kassee Whiting
Stars: Robert De Niro, Michelle Monaghan, Adam Scott, Hamish Linklater, Owen Teague, Michael Keaton, Acston Luca Porto, Will Brill
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Summary:
A widowed author must partner with his estranged father and a dogged detective to find his son after the boy is abducted by a mysterious copycat killer.
Review:
“The Whisper Man,” the fictional child murderer depicted in the movie bearing his moniker, has a specific modus operandi. It involves speaking in a chilling voice while recording eerie audiocassettes with his victims. “The Whisper Man,” the film, has a specific modus operandi too. It involves building a barebones serial killer thriller out of every crime cliché imaginable. How do I trope thee? Let me count the ways.
Like most of the movie’s scenes, “The Whisper Man” starts with a sight immediately familiar to anyone who has ever watched a police procedural before. Amanda Beck leads a line of uniformed officers and barking dogs through the woods in search of a missing boy. Amanda isn’t on the eve of retirement, but she is a dogged detective singularly defined by her determination to crack this case of kidnapped kids turning up dead, with literally no other detail ever revealed regarding her entirely one-dimensional characterization.
Amanda may not be nearing retirement, but Peter Willis has been out of action for years. He’s the detective who solved the original “Whisper Man” killings, which ended with suburban father Frank Carter put in prison for his heinous acts. Peter may have gotten his man, yet there is still one body that was never recovered, and Peter had to go so deep into Carter’s twisted psyche that he remains obsessively haunted by the horrific case.
Author Tom Kennedy and his young son Jake are haunted for a different reason. With both of them still reeling from the death of Tom’s wife and Jake’s mother, Tom decides to move back to his hometown with a small boy at the worst possible time: the middle of a new string of child abductions that are disturbingly similar to Frank Carter’s old crimes. Would you believe Jake ends up as the mystery kidnapper’s next target? Would you also believe retired detective Peter happens to be Tom’s estranged father, creating another unsettling connection between Carter’s past and the current copycat? What are the odds?
Based on a novel by Alex North, even “The Whisper Man’s” character names are unremarkably vanilla. Tony Smith. Neil Spencer. Victor Tyler. Norman Collins. Almost anyone’s last name could double as a first name. There isn’t a distinctive race, creed, or culture to be found anywhere in the list.
“The Whisper Man” oddly chooses to highlight the least interesting aspects of a police investigation. Care to see Peter and Amanda leaf through paper-clipped files in manilla folders? How about cops rewatching old interview tapes, two times in fact, because due to conspicuous camera placement, Amanda doesn’t notice one of the key people in the interrogation room until a second screening? What if they just sit and talk to compare notes with each other? Or visit Michael Keaton in prison so a different face can spit out words for a change? If you enjoy watching top-talent actors like Robert De Niro recite lines from a chair, “The Whisper Man” may be the snoozer for you.
Hamish Linklater also shows up as a wealthy collector of macabre memorabilia. When Amanda pays him a visit to inquire about his possible link to the case, of course he stands straight in a fitted suit while blaring the Welsh National Opera’s rendition of “The Mikado,” just so it’s clear he’s a refined weirdo from the Hannibal Lecter School of Cultured Creeps. Who else but a well-groomed man wearing a pocket square would collect bizarre artifacts like a remarkably intact Fla-Vor-Aid packet from 1978’s Jonestown Massacre?
Pick up your eyes so they can roll out again when the killer outsmarts a police stakeout by simply phoning in a fake tip that causes a patrol car to instantly drive away. Or maybe only allow one eye to roll out so the other can have its turn taking a sighing circle when someone chooses the worst possible time to ignore a phone call so the desperate person on the other end can plead to no one, “C’mon, pick up!” From Chekhov’s rotting floorboard to Peter confirming a clue from the previous crimes that was never made public, each recycled element of “The Whisper Man” is another flammable piece of kindling for the endlessly burning fire of flavorless Netflix filler thrillers.
Review Score: 35
Each recycled element of “The Whisper Man” is another flammable piece of kindling for the endlessly burning fire of flavorless Netflix filler thrillers.