What Keeps You Alive

For its first half hour, give or take, What Keeps You Alive is a fakeout. Writer-director Colin Minihan studiously tries to make his movie pass the duck test: It looks like a slow burn thriller, moves like a slow burn thriller and withholds plot like a slow burn thriller. There’s foreshadowing of a sort, portents of amorphous danger, but mostly the film plays coy and the audience reluctantly relaxes.
Then abruptly, viciously, unceremoniously, Jackie (Hannah Emily Anderson) shoves her wife Jules (Brittany Allen) off a cliff’s edge in the middle of remote backwoods nowhere and leaves her for dead. You’ll hear a figurative needle scratch at this jolting beat. Suddenly, What Keeps You Alive becomes an entirely different film, no longer posing the frankly trite genre question of “how well do you know your spouse,” instead coldly fixating on Jules’ fight to survive alone in the forest while the woman she loves stalks her like an animal. Marital bliss gives way to bloody Darwinism. May the fittest win, and as we wait on the outcome of that contest, may Jules do her damndest to stay off of Jackie’s radar.
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