Stronger Than The Devil
Based on its title, Graham Guit’s Grimmfest 2026 feature Stronger Than The Devil might sound like a horror film, but it’s actually a dark comedy crime thriller. After 20 years of estrangement, a penniless and unpredictable man named Valentin unexpectedly reunites with his son, Joseph, and Joseph’s orderly girlfriend, Alice. Their quiet, predictable life spirals into chaos and danger when Valentin’s shady past catches up with him in the form of a sinister trio of criminal acquaintances.
Valentin is a lazy, overconfident stoner who delights in mooching off whoever crosses his path. When Alice recognizes Valentin in a grocery parking lot begging for change, she calls Joseph in hopes of healing his unresolved childhood abandonment issues. But her altruistic intentions backfire almost immediately as Valentin and his company’s influence take hold, leaving Joseph even more isolated than before.
Following a night of partying, Valentin begins to realize the severity of the chaos he has unleashed on his son, when (*spoiler alert- his associates kidnap Alice for human trafficking and snuff films)* Valentin must decide whether crack or morality wins his affection.
Nahuel Pérez Biscayart gives JP the weirdest, most wonderfully bizarre attitude. I am obsessed with his final act dance moves. Asia Argento is Mila, a total badass crime boss who reluctantly gives Valentin and friend PJ a shot. Her casual arrogance, biting humor, and unhinged masochism elevate the entire cast. She’s f*cking hilarious.
Joseph initially appears as a manchild, catering to the whims of his well-meaning girlfriend. Harpo Guit instills an earnest gentleness and care as he keeps Valentin at arm’s length. Alice is my feminist hero. Her IDGAF energy filled me with glee. Marine Vacth effortlessly gives her life, projecting relentless ferocity. Alice’s arc will have you cheering and pearl-clutching. Melvil Poupaud gives Valentin all the eye-roll-inducing messiness so audiences love and loathe him. His ability to scheme and manipulate is truly an art. It’s a wild performance to settle into.
The dialogue is beautifully absurd and laugh-out-loud funny. The camerawork perfectly balances classic French absurdist delight and crime thriller madness. Stronger Than The Devil moves through genres like chapters. The well-structured script keeps you on your toes with every turn, as circumstances grow darker while somehow maintaining an insane amount of levity. Graham Guit delivers an unapologetic and jaw-dropping film.
- Premiere status: UK premiere
- Length: 84 mins
- Year: 2026
- Rating: 15
- Language/country: France
- Cast: Melvil Poupaud, Marine Vacth, Asia Argento
- Director: Graham Guit
- Screenwriter: Graham Guit
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Samara Weaving plays Caroline with both a curious innocence and a ferocious need. A woman with deep-seated mommy issues and supposed free will looking to feel seen. Kyle Gallner, AKA My Music Boyfriend (IYKYK), AKA Scream King, is our charming bad influence, Oliver. A whip-smart, observant, effortless hustler, his journey is just as complex as Weaving’s. Gallner always makes it look easy. The two share a goo-goo-eyed chemistry that makes the knees weak. You are buying every dangerous and sensual beat.
As their crimes progress from petty to armed, Caroline’s conscience creeps in, and a close call digs a deeper hole for her and Oliver. Rehmeier keeps the audience on their toes from the get-go, using Oliver’s teaching techniques to lure you into his game, but suspect a potential long con. But Rehmeier and writer Tom Dean are smarter than that with a script that knocks it out of the park. 
Of course, the score god Chris Bear did the music. Bear, Rehmeier, and editor Justin Krohn understand the emotional impact of a strategically placed song. The red, white, and blue costumes (which match the opening credits) are iconic. Rehmeier’s ability to create a visual identity in his films is truly chef’s kiss. 
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Playing like a graphic novel, with characters’ names scrawled next to their introduction, the gunfire is chaotic and aplenty. I watched this a 2-hour film a second time to make sure I wasn’t missing anything. I think I still am. Even after my second viewing, American Night remains confusing in its non-linear storytelling. Listen, I wanted to love this film. The potential is there.
Jonathan Rhys Meyers does his best to make American Night engaging. His character, John, attempts to make amends in love and begin an honest career. He’s strong as ever, in true neo-noir fashion. Though try as he might, he cannot hold up an uneven narrative that relies on cliché over concept. Jeremy Piven steals the show. The seriousness in which his character desires to be a ninja becomes the much-needed levity in all these convoluted shenanigans. I would happily watch an entire film about him. Emile Hirsch is the son of a New York City Mafia boss Michael Rubino, whose love of art plays above all else. That, and perhaps, his ego and an incredibly random love for scorpions. The performance goes from levelheaded to absurd based on the script. Hirsch takes it all in strive with 100% commitment.
Here’s what doesn’t work for me; it takes 1 hour and 25 minutes for the stories to finally overlap after living them from different perspectives. The runtime would benefit from a 20-minute shave. Some of the delivery from ancillary characters reads as hokey. Okay, a lot of the dialogue does. The film includes one of the most ridiculous sex scenes ever. It seems like a laughable excuse to have Paz Vega appear naked onscreen.
Famke Janssen becomes more relevant as Jacob’s ex-wife Val in the second half. She is his eyes and ears on a lead back in the States. Her ever dark, brooding, and strong presence was the perfect casting choice. Denis O’Hare‘s startling appearance is awesome. He can essentially do no wrong and is one of the most sought after character actors working, just ask Ryan Murphy. Jeffery Dean Morgan, who I have adored since his Supernatural days, has superstar range. Not only does he have a booming voice but truly dashing good looks. He owns the entire screen whenever he appears. Here, he plays NYPD detective thrust into the honeymoon murder investigation of his own daughter and son-in-law in London. When the details seem familiar, he makes it his mission to find the killer on an international chase. Morgan has the ability to say very little but expresses so much simply through a glance. He is undeniably fantastic. I hope we see more big-screen appearances once The Walking Dead comes to an end.
Opening with some gruesome imagery, The Postcard Killings immediately captures your interest. The script is thoroughly engrossing. It has a bit of a Se7en feel with a body horror aspect. Just when you think you know what’s going on, think again. As bodies pile up, clues are revealed that will both intrigue and shock. You will place yourself in Jacob ‘s shoes. One hour in, you will be thrown so much information and the tonal shift will knock you down. You will never be bored. The international locations are stunning, mixed with the light orchestral score, The Postcard Killings is an entertaining thriller.
Sometimes I forget how talented Keanu Reeves truly is. He can take a pretty lifeless role and make it into something we weren’t expecting. That being said, these talents are really wasted in Siberia. It’s a poor man’s John Wick. The pace is often excruciating. When it is on, it’s vastly entertaining. The potential lies within the higher stakes, action-oriented scenes, but since they are few and what feels like far between it’s tough to stay on the train. 50 minutes into the 1:44 minute run it finally feels like,”Ok now we’re getting somewhere!” Alas, it will be 15 more minutes until something relatively interesting occurs. The script really takes it damn time getting to the point.
The performances are strong. Ana Ularu is vastly underutilized opposite Reeves. There is so much going on behind that tough girl veneer, a sadness that you want to fix. She has a brilliant presence but has been diminished to sex doll with a heart of gold. Someone write her a juicy role, please. Molly Ringwald appears for what is tantamount to a cameo, speaking of underutilized. Her performance in this year’s Tribeca selection, All These Small Moments is proof we need her back in our lives on a more permanent basis. Reeves, as Lucas Hill, diamond dealer trapped in a lackluster marriage and put in a shady work position, is the only saving grace. The problem being, you can feel the pained longing to kick some real ass. Ultimately, Siberia ends up being a midlife crisis cry for help, more than anything else. It left me cold and a bit empty.
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