I just knew this four-part adaptation of Australian author Helen FitzGerald’s The Cry would put us through the wringer, and for an hour it most assuredly did. Like all psychological thrillers, there was a constant feeling of unease, mostly due to the structure and the subject matter. It was filling the hole left by Bodyguard, Jed Mercurio’s flagrant thriller whose nail-biting rollercoaster ride made it feel like an episode of The Two Ronnies compared to this.
As I mentioned, the structure was entirely different, too. Instead of telling this story of young mum Joanna (Jenna Coleman) in linear fashion, we jumped here, there and everywhere with the express intention of letting us know SOMETHING BAD WAS GOING TO HAPPEN©. The opening scenes saw Joanna talking – presumably, and later confirmed – to a psychologist, where she revealed that there were two sides to her personality (or ‘faces’ as she called them). Red siren number one.
Then there were court scenes, and scenes that saw her escorted through a baying mob of photographers.
Then it was back to telling her story as a mum; a mum who really was not coping well with new motherhood. Her three-month-old babe cried non-stop and while her husband, PR man Alistair (Top Of The Lake: China Girl’s Ewen Leslie) was out doing his high-pressured work thing, Joanna struggled to stay awake, stay sane and block out the constant wailing (it really was constant). She was snappy with friends and wistful for happier times gone by, and in her inner reminisces we saw flashbacks to her days as a school teacher and the day she first met Alistair.
And then we went forward and then we went back again and then forward and then back again. This level of timeline trickery is very difficult to get right, but on the whole, The Cry did a good job because it managed to remember the most important thing: narrative pyrotechnics aren’t just there for the sake of it, but to build suspense and tension. It took a little bit of time to get used to, but by the end of this first episode of The Cry, I was a mess.
The main thrust of these flashbacks was to present Joanna as a flawed character. We knew because of her court appearance, her psychologist interviews and her generally frazzled behaviour during motherhood that SOMETHING BAD WAS GOING TO HAPPEN©. But we didn’t know whether Joanna would be the culprit or not, or what might happen (although you didn’t need to be Saga Norén to deduce that it would be something to do with the baby).
Alistair and Joanna travelled to Australia on a nightmare 24-hour flight where their young son cried constantly, arousing the anger of fellow flyers and drawing complaints. Alistair managed to sleep through the whole thing. Joanna was at her wits’ end – she was anxious before the flight, and now people judged her motherhood skills during it. By the time she landed in Melbourne, she was a spaced-out mess.
The couple were travelling to Aussie to see Alistair’s mother, but also to try and reclaim his teenage daughter, whose mother, Alexandra, had taken back to them both to their homeland after she had found her husband in bed with Joanna. (Joanna didn’t know he was married.) This parallel strand was a clever counterpoint to Joanna’s situation: you had a mother who was yearning for her pre-motherhood days, and another mother on the other side of the world who was desperate to remain a mother.
There were other little elements bubbling under the surface: Alistair’s behaviour throughout, for one. He wasn’t a nasty sort but he was a smooth operator. Not only had he cheated on his first wife in the first instance but he was serenely gliding through parenthood. He was one of those annoying types who every time he picked up the baby it stopped crying, compounding Joanna’s misery and making her even more self-conscious and self-critical. He also insisted on doing everything for her – he thought that because she was exhausted and anxious that he was helping. All she wanted was the freedom to go and buy a coffee at a kiosk; little things to break free from the prison.
Once in Australia, the SOMETHING BAD WAS GOING TO HAPPEN© happened. Alistair went into a supermarket to grab some things, and Joanna, in a daze, decided to buy some things too. When they got back to the car…
It was harrowing, not least because of the way the abduction was shown. Or not shown in this case. We jumped forward and back, seeing police, hearing sirens, seeing Joanna suffer from sensory deprivation as the news that her baby had sunk in. It was expertly handled and heightened the feelings of nausea, both in the characters and in the audience.
The Cry is obviously a whodunit – at the moment we’re still not sure of Joanna’s personality or culpability and Alistair’s ex Alexandra was being built up as a suspect, determined as she was to stop at nothing to keep her daughter in Australia – but the impressive thing about this first episode was how human it was. The fact that Joanna was struggling during these early days of motherhood was not a crime and did not make her an abductor or, if worst comes to worst, a murderer. It makes her a normal parent. And her relationship with her past life and her husband felt entirely plausible, too.
A strong start.
Paul Hirons
@Son_Of_Ray