

Sharp Corner

A dedicated family man becomes obsessed with saving the lives of the car accident victims on the sharp corner in front of his house – an obsession that could cost him everything.
A dedicated family man becomes obsessed with saving the lives of the car accident victims on the sharp corner in front of his house – an obsession that could cost him everything.
There’s something beautifully bleak about Sharp Corner. One man, one bend in the road, and a string of car crashes—that’s it. And yet, somehow, it’s one of the most quietly gripping films of the year. Ben Foster plays a man so stripped of power in his own life that he finds purpose in disaster, scuttling out from his porch like a morbid caretaker of fate. He isn’t a hero. He just wants to feel like one.
The tone walks a razor’s edge: funny, but unnerving; grounded, but surreal. His interventions are oddly rehearsed, more performance than rescue, and there’s a strange tenderness in how he handles the injured—less about them, more about him. It’s an astonishing performance from Foster, who imbues his character with layers of internal contradiction—emasculation dressed as control, sympathy twisted by obsession. Every twitchy hand gesture and awkward smile tells you exactly what this man has lost—and what he’s clawing to reclaim.
This is Falling Down for the domesticated male: not raging at the world, but carving out meaning in the smallest, saddest way. A comment on the collapse of traditional masculinity—provider, protector, stoic rock—and what fills that void when none of those labels fit anymore. And somehow, with just one crash-prone corner of tarmac, the film captures all of that.
If you liked: Falling Down, The Assistant, Take Shelter, The Killing of a Sacred Deer.
Great acting! Creepy movie. Yes it is a MUST WATCH!
**Watch the corner.** Simple story, very well done. What a strange descent! Enjoyed the sad unraveling of a man's stable life. Great acting and well written. _Worth watching._
Please please please stop using CG. One CG sequence made me burst out laughing and ruined what was a decent slow paced film. People complain about Ai being used in films, CG is the true death of cinema.
There’s something beautifully bleak about Sharp Corner. One man, one bend in the road, and a string of car crashes—that’s it. And yet, somehow, it’s one of the most quietly gripping films of the year. Ben Foster plays a man so stripped of power in his own life that he finds purpose in disaster, scuttling out from his porch like a morbid caretaker of fate. He isn’t a hero. He just wants to feel like one.
The tone walks a razor’s edge: funny, but unnerving; grounded, but surreal. His interventions are oddly rehearsed, more performance than rescue, and there’s a strange tenderness in how he handles the injured—less about them, more about him. It’s an astonishing performance from Foster, who imbues his character with layers of internal contradiction—emasculation dressed as control, sympathy twisted by obsession. Every twitchy hand gesture and awkward smile tells you exactly what this man has lost—and what he’s clawing to reclaim.
This is Falling Down for the domesticated male: not raging at the world, but carving out meaning in the smallest, saddest way. A comment on the collapse of traditional masculinity—provider, protector, stoic rock—and what fills that void when none of those labels fit anymore. And somehow, with just one crash-prone corner of tarmac, the film captures all of that.
If you liked: Falling Down, The Assistant, Take Shelter, The Killing of a Sacred Deer.