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Sorry, Baby Has a Hard Time Talking About the Things We Can’t Talk About
Eva Victor’s directorial debut is promising, but it’s more often exasperating.
Sorry, Baby has a keen sense for the absurdities surrounding something that everyone agrees in abstract is an egregious wrong, but in practice remains terrible at dealing with — like the college administrators who inform Agnes that there’s nothing they can do for her because her adviser resigned hours before she reported the incident, then solemnly add, “We know what you’re going through. But rape, like attacker, which Agnes also objects to, carries connotations of violence, of a stranger leaping out of the dark, that don’t match the particulars of the painfully familiar wrong she experienced. Part of the problem is with Victor, who is not as strong a performer as the actors she surrounds herself with — especially Ackie, who is effervescent and wonderful, as well as Lucas Hedges as Agnes’s charmingly oddball neighbor and fuck-buddy, Gavin.
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