Dr. Steven Murphy is a renowned cardiovascular surgeon who presides over a spotless household with his wife and two children. Lurking at the margins of his idyllic suburban existence is Martin, a fatherless teen who insinuates himself into the doctor's life in gradually unsettling ways.
Lanthimos's Greek-mythology-inflected horror draws broadly favorable notices, with critics generally admiring its cold formal control and Barry Keoghan's quietly terrifying performance, while splitting over whether the director's extreme stylization is disciplined provocation or self-indulgent mannerism. The deliberately affectless dialogue and deadpan tone are either the whole point or the primary obstacle, depending on who you ask.
“The Killing of a Sacred Deer moves with a somnambulist's certainty along its own distinctive spectrum of weird. It's an intriguing, disturbing, amusing twist on something which in many ways could be a conventional horror-thriller from the 1970s or 1980s, or even a bunny-boiler nightmare from the 90s.”
Peter Bradshaw·The Guardian
“a lightly blood-spattered but technically immaculate nightmare of a movie that invites us to cackle alongside its director into the void”
Justin Chang·Los Angeles Times
“Lanthimos is less interested in moral shock therapy or social criticism than in aesthetic estrangement. Sacred Deer feels like a dark, opaque bit of folklore transplanted into an off-kilter modern setting.”
A. O. Scott·The New York Times
“interesting, but a bit too ambiguous to remain as uncomfortably off-putting as it hopes”
Nicholas Bell·ION Cinema
“the biggest bum note yet from one of the most overrated directors in the art-house world”
Benedict Seal·Bloody Disgusting
Drama, Horror, Mystery
Dr. Steven Murphy is a renowned cardiovascular surgeon who presides over a spotless household with his wife and two children. Lurking at the margins of his idyllic suburban existence is Martin, a fatherless teen who insinuates himself into the doctor's life in gradually unsettling ways.
Lanthimos's Greek-mythology-inflected horror draws broadly favorable notices, with critics generally admiring its cold formal control and Barry Keoghan's quietly terrifying performance, while splitting over whether the director's extreme stylization is disciplined provocation or self-indulgent mannerism. The deliberately affectless dialogue and deadpan tone are either the whole point or the primary obstacle, depending on who you ask.
“The Killing of a Sacred Deer moves with a somnambulist's certainty along its own distinctive spectrum of weird. It's an intriguing, disturbing, amusing twist on something which in many ways could be a conventional horror-thriller from the 1970s or 1980s, or even a bunny-boiler nightmare from the 90s.”
Peter Bradshaw·The Guardian
“a lightly blood-spattered but technically immaculate nightmare of a movie that invites us to cackle alongside its director into the void”
Justin Chang·Los Angeles Times
“Lanthimos is less interested in moral shock therapy or social criticism than in aesthetic estrangement. Sacred Deer feels like a dark, opaque bit of folklore transplanted into an off-kilter modern setting.”
A. O. Scott·The New York Times
“interesting, but a bit too ambiguous to remain as uncomfortably off-putting as it hopes”
Nicholas Bell·ION Cinema
“the biggest bum note yet from one of the most overrated directors in the art-house world”
Benedict Seal·Bloody Disgusting
Drama, Horror, Mystery