Director Lynne Ramsay creates a seamlessly claustrophobic account of a mother’s relationship with her disturbed son---an adaptation of Lionel Shriver’s novel so rich in colour and imagery, you wonder how this story could be told through words alone. Eva Khatchadourian (Tilda Swinton) gives up her globetrotting life to have a family with Franklin (John C. Reilly) in the burbs, and their first child, Kevin (played by Ezra Miller in his teen years) causes Eva nothing but frustration and rage. We have an insular understanding of events through Eva’s eyes, telling her story through an anti-linear stream-of-consciousness; even the banal becomes suspenseful. More often than not, Swinton’s silence speaks the loudest. The only troublesome part of this movie is Franklin’s naiveté towards his son’s behaviour---but perhaps this is more a reflection of Eva’s astuteness.