Following an anxious woman’s terror that an unseen neighbor might be in peril, Frida Kempff’s debut feature reworks well genre conventions.
Knocking, a Swedish creeper that, as in Gaslight nearly 80 years ago, sees a frail female protagonist’s mental health history weaponized against her, making her doubt her grip on a sinister reality.
Frida Kempf’s stylish debut feature initially imbues its old-school premise with enough needling atmosphere to suggest something unnerving.
Knocking may tweak its familiar premise for a #MeToo-era critique of society’s inclination to disbelieve women.
Crisply made and well performed, this slender 78-minute film too often feels like pointed social allegory in search of a really good story.
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