Studio: Blumhouse/Epix
Director: Brea Grant
Writer: Rachel Koller Croft
Producer: Paige Pemberton, Paul B. Uddo
Stars: Katey Sagal, Abby Quinn, Alexxis Lemire, Joshua Leonard, Shiloh Fernandez
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Summary:
To take their music to the next level, an aspiring country duo tracks down their reclusive idol only to discover she may be dangerously delusional.
Review:
Jordan and Leigh are more than best friends. They’re also the band Torn Hearts. They think they have what it takes to become the next big thing in country music. Their manager Richie, who does double duty as Leigh’s boyfriend, thinks so too. That’s why he invited country superstar Caleb Crawford to see the duo play at a Nashville nightclub. Richie hopes Caleb will want Torn Hearts for his upcoming tour’s opening act, and they’ll finally have that big break they’ve been hungering for.
Turns out Caleb’s management only wants men for his show, but Jordan doesn’t learn this until after their one-night stand. As an unexpected consolation for having misspent her evening, Jordan spies a photo of Caleb with reclusive legend Harper Dutchess, one half of a singing siblings duo who became a recluse following the tragic death of her sister Hope. Caleb cryptically claims Harper isn’t the endearing icon everyone thinks she is. Jordan can’t hear his warning, however. She’s already thinking she and Leigh can do what Caleb couldn’t: convince Harper to come out of retirement and catapult two women into the spotlight with a collaboration.
It doesn’t take much convincing to get Leigh to come along on an impromptu trip to Harper’s isolated old mansion. Convincing Harper to give them the time of day, on the other hand, takes a lot more talking. Once she sees herself and her sister Hope reflected in the two friends though, Harper thinks she might be able to get something out of a partnership after all.
What follows next is a great deal of subtle and unsubtle psychological sabotage as Harper plies the starstruck duo with alcohol while playing up the simmering rivalry between them. Before she’s through with the two women, Harper is going to get Jordan and Leigh to go for each other’s throats, figuratively first and then quite literally. Meanwhile, Jordan and Leigh are stumbling into the center of a strange saga involving what really happened to Harper’s sister, and what deadliness Harper has cooking in her unhinged mind for an eerie encore.
To be honest, I didn’t expect much from “Torn Hearts.” As a made-for-Epix movie, the production shows all the expected frugality of a lower-budgeted Blumhouse release, shaved even slimmer due to coming out of their TV division. Of course this means a manageable story staged around the simplicity of three primary actors, one main location, and nothing too nutty on the shot list that would take more than one run-through to rehearse. “Torn Hearts” also comes colored with a light patina of campiness, some of it earned and some of it incidental, like an opening flashback featuring bouffant wigs seemingly ripped right off of Elvira’s dresser.
After I acclimated to the atmosphere, however, the leading ladies ended up opening the space with their performances, which subsequently roped me right in. I’d say Katey Sagal unsurprisingly steals every scene as Harper, except she isn’t stealing so much as taking what she’s rightfully entitled to. She’s Katey Sagal, nothing else needs to be said there.
Because they’re introduced with stereotypical traits throughout the first act, Jordan and Leigh take a little more getting used to. Abby Quinn and Alexxis Lemire get them there in short order though. Like Sagal, they fit their roles like snug gloves. I admit I was initially apprehensive that they and their characters were too average to make much of an impression. But Quinn eventually takes her seasoned smart mouth with a tough tomboy edge to new levels of nuance using streaks of proactive confidence and reactive confusion. Lemire complements her nicely as the “face” whose good looks seem to be her only notable attribute, until Leigh’s pretty exterior cracks to reveal conniving ambition underneath. Together, Quinn and Lemire make a powerful battery with the right voltage to absorb, charge, and redirect Sagal’s effortless onscreen energy.
“Torn Hearts” isn’t action-oriented at all, yet the pace still moves pretty well thanks to how Rachel Koller Croft’s rhythmic script is constructed and how the actors invest in those parts. The core cast consistently carries their conversations using underpinnings of tension and animosity to make such scenes more engaging than dialogue-driven drama usually is.
“Torn Hearts” hits a couple of kooky bumps, but I willingly suspended disbelief because director Brea Grant packages the film together to be an entertaining, if economic, low-calorie thriller regardless of everything else going on. Although it’s still a character study couched in a chamber play, “Torn Hearts” feels more focused and plays more traditionally than Grant’s previous film “12 Hour Shift” (review here), which seemed like an experimental actor’s workshop of limited appeal to broad audiences.
I’ve seen it said that “Torn Hearts” tells a parable about why you should never meet your heroes. I don’t think that’s the theme at all. Using an extreme illustration, “Torn Hearts” sends a message about the challenges of maintaining copacetic relationships with coworkers. Sometimes, you love each other, maybe to a fault. Other times, you can’t help but vent your frustrations in healthy and unhealthy ways. If that’s not something almost everyone can relate to, then they’re lucky for not having experience with a dysfunctional, and in this case deadly, family or friend dynamic.
Review Score: 70
At least the movie only runs 70 minutes, though I suppose that extra 10 technically disqualifies it from being a literal amateur hour.