Having now sat through the bodyguard thriller Close, I still can't tell you what its generic one-word title means in relation to the story. That same mystifying blandness carries over to both the performances and the plot of this unremarkable Netflix original soon to get lost amongst the streaming service's sea of content.
Directed by Vicky Jewson, the film prides itself for having three female leads, but it never manages to do much with that other than prove that women can be just as hobbled as their male peers when it comes to working without a decent script.
The twists in Close aren't very twisty and its thrills aren't particularly thrilling. The film can be easily summed as: women getting smacked around by cartoon bad guys before finally getting payback. Not really my cup of thea.
