
Later, Roman has to somehow clean his house, go to work and not think about how weeks earlier he pulled his daughter’s limp body from a tree.Īlternately, we’re fed the storyline of Jacob (Scoot McNairy), the air-traffic controller who’s in the hot seat even when the crash was caused by tech malfunctions. Without revealing his connection, he volunteers at the crash site to search for remains the moment he finds his daughter strapped into a seat belt and hanging from a tree isn’t milked for more drama than need be but affords Arnold his moment of sincere sobbing.

You think any Schwarzenegger character, even a sad one, is going to settle for that?

He’s then offered a paltry sum and counseling for his loss. He chatters nervously at them about his family’s papers being in order, but he’s not here for immigration woes - though let’s not take for granted the power of that real-life fear. While waiting for his wife and daughter’s plane to arrive from Kiev, Roman gets ushered by airline personnel into a back room. Lester, however, can’t resist throwing in some easy, cheesy symbolism to slop it up.īefore the crash, Roman’s toddling around like the animated grandpa-to-be that he is. The story necessitates ceaseless sadness, which can grind, but for the most part Aftermath glides just above the wreckage with its leads’ performances. The film - based on the true events of a Russian architect who tracked down and murdered the air-traffic controller he considered responsible for the death of his wife and daughter - features Arnold as Roman, a construction foreman whose life falls apart after a deadly crash. And in Elliott Lester’s grief drama Aftermath, the ripped Renaissance man does a subtle, absorbing performance of despair so unlike his other work that his lined and laden face at times seems nearly unrecognizable on that bulging body. No matter your opinion of Arnold Schwarzenegger as a person, you can’t deny this: The man is a doer.
