16-07-2025
- Entertainment
- Irish Independent
Harvest review: Pastoral fear and loathing never fully catches fire in Middle Ages drama
We're somewhere in northern Britain, the giveaway a just-about passable Scottish brogue from Caleb Landry Jones (Get Out, Three Billboards…). He plays Thirsk, a farmer in a small and backward agrarian community reeling from a recent fire. Desperate for culprits, they make scapegoats of three passing strangers, putting the men in stocks and shearing the woman's hair.
Thirsk chaperones another outsider, a cartographer (Arinze Kene) who has been appointed to map the land by the local lord of the manor (Harry Melling). Along with sweeping changes in how aristocracy will soon farm the terrain, these foreign elements and the villagers' responses to them manifest as an existential threat to the peasant community.
Mud-splattered, bleary-eyed dread that never quite catches fire, Harvest is a heady brew but not an especially engaging one. This is not helped by Jones's mumbly, sedated screen demeanour and a knock-kneed, almost improvised gaucheness.