From IMDB:

A wealthy art gallery owner is haunted by her ex-husband’s novel, a violent thriller she interprets as a symbolic revenge tale.

Should I feel guilty being completely absorbed (as in “who needs dinner?”) in one of the nastiest films I have ever seen?

First Warning: Please ignore the opening and possibly offensive scene.  Susan Morrow, the art gallery owner, admits later on that the fashionable art she show is “junk”.  As an example this first scene shows obese, older women with sagging giant breasts and body fat writhing for the camera,  all as part of Susan’s  latest art exhibit.

Susan’s marriage is falling apart. She is asked by her former husband and first love, Edward Sheffield,  to be initial reader for his first novel. As she reads the novel, it is presented to us in film and portrays a horrific crime perpetrated by a psychopath and his two brutal followers. Just watching the crime is harrowing in the extreme.

So why did I put myself through this horror show? Mostly I was attracted to actors such as:

• Amy Adams plays Susan Morrow. Amy was already amazing as the lead in “Arrival“.
• Jake Gyllenhaal plays Tony Hastings (the novel protagonist) and Edward Sheffield (Susan’s first love). Gyllenhaal takes chances and expands his abilities with challenging and unusual roles.
• Michael Shannon plays Bobby Andes who is the police detective in the novel.

Watch the cringe-fest if you must, but you won’t be happy afterwards.