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Mother Mary follows a pop star who has become disillusioned with her identity, and returns to her jilted former stylist to requisition a dress.
I really love what this film started with, what it laid out for the audience. Mary is an absolute powerhouse performer, evoking Madonna or Lady Gaga in sound and style. But the tone of this feature is set by Sam, the former fashion designer friend who has survived the division of their friendship, ending some years ago. There is a comfort in them reuniting; they are larger-than-life figures who are admittedly quite grounded when you pair them together. History is in the room with them, you see it in the gentlest of moments, like when Sam asks after Mary's Mum. Watching Sam glide through the 'barn' (her own private design space) and try to pick Mary apart is riveting. Mary, being such a reserved, closed-door person while following Sam around like a lost puppy, is a good contrast to the scale of the performances we see her deliver. The wound that is this broken friendship is the best part of the script. I wish the film had known when to leave it grounded.
The visual work in Mother Mary is absolutely gorgeous; the performances she does on stage are so electric to watch. But it is those intimate moments in the barn that really count for something, lingering close-ups and the majestic way fabricwork is caught. The colour palette at work here is often a stylistic treat. However, it is the soundtrack that I must rave about the most. Charli XCX, Jack Antonoff and FKA Twigs are the names attached behind it, but it is Hathaway's incredible voice that brings to life one of the best assortments of music I've heard in a 2026 film.
Anne Hathaway, who played Mother Mary, is absolutely stunning in the title role; her musical performances command the screen and contrast nicely with her more withdrawn sense of self, which we come to know. Hunter Schafer, who played Hilda, really commands the screen when she has it; Schafer's turn as this high-functioning assistant to Coel works perfectly.
However, the best performance came from Michaela Coel, who played Sam Anselm. This is a role that feels imperious when we first meet her; she is a master of her dominion. Coel presents a woman with an eye for style and turning fashion into art. The way she performs voice-over and dialogue alike, as if she were delivering Shakespeare, is a powerful thing. She holds a lot of hurt, bitterness, derision and bile over what was lost and the feeling of being discarded. Sam is a character who yearned for Mary, who probably loved her friend and felt the loss of that immensely. Watching Coel lead and command across the film is a surprising but rewarding piece of performance. I watched Coel and Hathaway craft something raw and genuine; they collided with one another in this spectacular way.
I really came into this film not being sure what to expect from A24 here; elements of horror had been advertised leading up to Mother Mary's release. The thing that became apparent was that this was a film that wanted to play around in the strange; it just spent a long time struggling to get there. The pacing for this film was decidedly slow, with characters dialoguing and stumbling through slow scene work to negotiate a damaged relationship. But there's a moment in the movie that describes this film quite well. One of the characters notes that they are getting lost in metaphors, which is something this film glaringly suffers from. As Mary and Sam continue talking into the night, we learn that Sam had a vision of a ghost leaving her body. It's an odd moment that clashes with what we've been watching. Mary then hijacks the movie with a long metaphor about being chased by a ghost, an encounter with a psychic, and an intense accident at a concert. We muddy into self-mutilation and performing rituals. But the film does end in a manner that reminds us this is all there to just represent something, and if you weren't following along? Too bad, now here's Hathaway with a closing banger performance. The movie struggles with knowing how to end. Mary strips herself bare and performs, but it doesn't even capture the set-up painted earlier in the film. Sam's assistant gives this exorbitant monologue about Sam and Mary's dynamic that doesn't feel especially right coming from that character. It's a journey in disappointment, but it's one of the nicest-looking journeys in disappointment you are likely to watch this year.
It's clear that the music and performers are where the budget went because the special effects for the 'ghost' could have been a lot better. The formless red blob is an odd one, simple enough to evoke imagery of a dress, but often quite obvious in its presentation. The moments where it has to move or be pulled are often the points where it fails in appearance.
FKA twigs, who played Imogen, really struggles to act every time I've watched her in anything; her rabid turn as the psychic was almost laughable.
Two powerhouse performances and one killer soundtrack get absolutely drowned in this overly complicated script. I would give Mother Mary a 4.5/10.






