Berlin Syndrome

It gets by on evil ambience. Just.

No one who sees Shortland's movie will be minded to inflict it on their friends, or much thanked if they do.

Slick, but disappointing.

While there are a few plot holes, Palmer and Riemelt sustain the tense arthouse thriller.

Its mundane detailing - trite domestic purgatory along with the hellish psychological torment - erodes grand guignol in favour of a stoical acceptance perhaps even deadlier.

An intelligent tale with unusual undertones and a necessary fear factor.

A sharp, entertaining, thought-provoking movie.

It was such an emotional roller coaster of film and I think that Teresa Palmer played the main characters so well.

Berlin Syndrome posits actual answers for the terrible questions people ask of sexual-violence survivors. And, significantly, it addresses them through a riveting piece of art cinema made not-so-coincidentally with women in key production roles.

At the center of this harrowing piece is another laudable performance from Teresa Palmer, an actress who seems attracted to dark, subversive material.