The latest from M. Night Shyamalan, whose plot twist sleight-of-hand shenanigans captivated audiences early (โ€œThe Sixth Senseโ€ and โ€œThe Villageโ€) but faltered over the years (โ€œThe Happeningโ€ and โ€œLady in the Waterโ€), is in line with his more recent fare โ€œOldโ€ (2021) and โ€œKnock at the Cabinโ€ (2023) โ€“ serviceable suspense despite ridiculous carrying-ons. The set-upโ€™s fairly simple: A serial killer by the name of The Butcher, whose kill spree is at an even dozen, is purportedly at a pop divaโ€™s concert, which the FBI and local police have targeted as the venue to apprehend Philadelphiaโ€™s most wanted. The task isnโ€™t a simple grab-and-nab, as the authorities donโ€™t know what The Butcher looks like, just that he has a tattoo of a bunny on his wrist and likely drives a dark-colored sedan. The latter is a deduction made by the veteran profiler on the case, Josephine Grant, played by โ€™60s icon Hayley Mills in a cheeky bit of casting โ€“ as she starred in โ€œThe Parent Trapโ€ (1961). Grant believes the OCD nature of the crime scenes suggests The Butcher wouldnโ€™t drive an ostentatious vehicle of light color, because dust and dirt would show too much. Given his moniker, though, itโ€™s hard to imagine such exact order at the killing sites.

Attending the concert is Philly firefighter Cooper Adams (Josh Hartnett) and his teen daughter Riley (Ariel Donoghue), a ravenous fan of Lady Raven (played by Shyamalanโ€™s daughter Saleka) whoโ€™s of the same pop queen royalty as Lady Gaga, Katy Perry and Taylor Swift. Dadโ€™s not too hip and has to get explanations of the happening lingo of the moment โ€“ โ€œcrispyโ€ and โ€œjelly,โ€ to name two โ€“ which wasnโ€™t too far off from me getting a recent lecture on โ€œrizzโ€ from my teenage daughter, whom I similarly took to a Katy Perry show. Itโ€™s not too far into the show when dad, sussing out all the extra security precautions, starts to get antsy, and itโ€™s not because heโ€™s the only dorky dude towering above a sea of shrieking teens, but the killer himself. Early on, in one trip to the restroom, Cooper pulls up video footage of a panicked young man imprisoned in a basement. The film could have easily been titled โ€œSerial Dad.โ€

The cat-and-mouse ferreting works pretty well for a while, and the concert orchestration is pretty dope. Saleka, whoโ€™s had small parts in her dadโ€™s films before, wrote and performs all the songs with convincingly Swiftian appeal and nearly steals the film. Hartnettโ€™s fine as the dad-joke pop with a sinister side, and hauntingly reminiscent of Robert Urich playing a firefighter in the film โ€œTurk 182โ€ (1985); Donoghueโ€™s career, as evidenced here, should continue to rise. That said, thereโ€™s a dramatic shift in the film and locale about two-thirds in where the wheels of plausibility start to come off the bus. Thatโ€™s frustrating, because until then โ€œTrapโ€ manages to hold your attention while you grit your teeth. Like the recently released โ€œThe Instigators,โ€ the film could have used a better title and a less ludicrous wrap-up, though the last sequence almost does enough to redeem.

At Landmark Kendall Square Cinema, 355 Binney St., Cambridge; Apple Cinemas Cambridge, 168 Alewife Brook Parkway, Cambridge Highlands near Alewife and Fresh Pond; and AMC Assembly Row 12, 395 Artisan Way, Assembly Square, Somerville.

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Tom Meek is a writer living in Cambridge. His reviews, essays, short stories and articles have appeared in The Boston Phoenix, The Rumpus, Thieves Jargon, Film Threat and Open Windows. Tom is a member...

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