No, not the Kate Bush album for 1985. Yes, an unflinching glimpse into Aussie Christmastime 1987 for a serial killer and his reluctant co-conspirator of a wife. Director Ben Young has a steady hand, taking his time while simultaneously testing the audiences tolerance for tension. There may be long stretches of quiet, but internally you’ll be screaming. The matter of fact nature of the stalking, selection, abduction, restraint, and eventual…awfulness is chilling. While brutal, it’s restrained and grounded in reality, amping up the effectiveness. In the vein of the Snowtown biopic, Hounds of Love continues the tradition of gut-wrenching brutality down under.
