Based on the documentary The Last Word, English director Simon Rumleyâs (whose segment in The ABCs Of Death, âP Is For Pressureâ left a pretty lasting impact) Johnny Frank Garrettâs Last Word is a lively, sharp and often quite shocking take on a well-known US tale. It also represents the directorâs first foray into mainstream fare, although heâs lost none of the bite or edge that made his name.
The setting is Amarillo, Texas, where the titular man â âthe essence of evilâ we are told â is being sentenced to death by a jury of God-fearing, very nearly torch-wielding townspeople. A small-town mindset is prevalent here; nobody wants to go against the grain or speak up in defiance of generally-perceived and universally accepted notions. Even the prosecutor, in his closing statement, refers to Garrett as âthe devilâ and swears âto Godâ that heâll kill again if he isnât executed.
The religious subtext is laid on rather thick in these opening moments, but it fits well when the story moves ten years into the future, where juror Adam (The Invitationâs Mike Doyle, excellent) is wracked with guilt over sentencing who he believes to be an innocent man to death. Meanwhile, Garrett is executed, but not before professing his innocence one last time. Later, in a letter heâs left behind, those who wronged him are cursed to pay for their actions.

As the bodies start dropping all around him â in thrilling, terrifying sequences such as when one woman does something unthinkable with a pencil, and another has an âaccidentâ at home â Adam struggles to understand how to break the supposed curse. He rushes to clear Garrettâs name, unsure if doing so will even work as heâs told that the strongest curse of all is that of innocents, of martyrs.
Meanwhile, an angry wound opens up on Adamâs arm that is so disgusting itâd give Jared Letoâs in Requiem For A Dream a run for its money. Providing a surprisingly gross body horror element, this is also emblematic of the movieâs impressively strong genre connections. Garrettâs execution scene is harrowing, blood splatters all over a windscreen at one point, and that pencil moment is surely one of the worst since Heath Ledgerâs Joker showed us a magic trick.
Running underneath it all is Simon Boswellâs (whoâs done everything from Hackers to Argentoâs Phenomena) compulsively creepy, screechy score. This is an incredibly atmospheric movie, dynamically shot and tightly edited so it never quite settles into a grooveâsuch is its power. There may be dissenters claiming this isnât ârealâ horror but, much like this yearâs The Witch, it doesnât need to get big and loud (or obvious) to be scary.
If it werenât based on a true story, Johnny Frank Garrettâs Last Word might be a little harder to swallow. The fact that it is just makes it that bit more frightening. A passionately told, well-performed and hugely unsettling offering from a filmmaker whose career is, by this evidence, only just getting started. Should attract the How To Make A Murderer crowd, horror fans in general and everybody in between. See it.
WICKED RATING: 8/10
Director(s): Simon Rumley
Writer(s): Ben Ketai, Tony Giglio, Marc Haimes
Stars: Mike Doyle, Sean Patrick Flannery, Erin Cummings, Devin Bonnée
Release: TBC
Studio/ Production Co: A7SLE Films
Language: English
Length: 95 minutes
Sub-Genre: Revenge