Grand Piano shouldn’t be this good. But it is. In fact, I found it rather great.
Post-Fantastic Fest screening, a lot of descriptions were bandied about. Many said it was very “DePalma.” I’d say the film is Hitchcockian and Argento-esque in its execution with a story that feels culled from the brain of Larry Cohen.
But I don’t want all of that to say Grand Piano is simply “homage” because it’s not. It is very much its own thing and credit for the film rests heavily on Spanish helmer Eugenio Mira who clearly understands how to build good old-fashioned, edge-of-your-seat tension that gets your palms sweaty.
Combine that with a dedicated performance by Elijah Wood and you’ve got a masterful display of suspense that, in my opinion, wins Fantastic Fest.