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I had literal goose bumps when I was finished with “Daddy’s Home.”
Granted, nine times out of ten, a film about domestic violence really
doesn’t affect me, not because I don’t care, but because most films
about domestic violence simply have no clue of the sheer carnage that
comes with it. It’s not funny, not exciting, and it’s far from anything
to watch without turning away from. “Daddy’s Home” is very short and I
felt compelled to look away only because I’ve had second hand
experiences with the crime.
“Daddy’s Home” is basically just a series of sequences in which a mother
is attempting to hide her daughter, to which her father comes home and
proceeds to batter them. By description alone, it doesn’t sound too
individual, but with Ferrarri’s talent for conveying sheer carnage, it’s
hard not to gain some sense of terror watching this. With a blue tint,
and a frantic pace, Ferrarri, director of “Broken” one of the coolest
action movies I’ve ever seen, is able to sum up the sheer horror of
domestic violence through a child’s eyes.
Sadly though, "Daddy's Home" is a bit heavy-handed not only in its
message, but in the clearly obvious direction it takes from the
beginning. Ferrarri's film feels much more like a PSA for PBS in the end
than a film with no clear characters, and no plot, and mainly just wants
to convey the message, without much of an ulterior motive with it or
build-up.
Ferrarri’s film
is a bit heavy handed, but otherwise at the end of the film, I had
chills and goose bumps, mainly because anyone who has confronted this
sort of violence, knows clear well that it’s not a pleasant part of
life. It’s a horrible crime, and “Daddy’s Home” sums up the horror well.

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