Unfortunately for Cake, this results in five or six different subplots that inevitably take away from the main narrative. The main message, the lifeline of the film, gets lost in the fold and suddenly the importance of Claire's trials of living with depression that leads to suicidal tendencies and trying to navigate a world without her son, husband (played by Chris Messina), and job is diminished into nothing. Where the narrative struggles to find its footing, the acting more than makes up for. Aniston gives a great physical performance as Claire, groaning with every begrudged move. Her hair dishevelled and her clothes always strew, she's is more than believable in her role from the beginning to the very end. Exquisite as Aniston's performance may be, it does little for the hopeless and pointless direction of the film.
While the end of the 90-minute mark ties up a few loose ends, there are still unabridged gaps that aren't ever accounted for. Instead, it tries to be artsy with its ambiguous finale, leaving what happened to the cavalcade of parading characters up to the viewer, but there simply isn't enough attachment to any of the characters that made brief sporadic appearances to care about them after the credits roll. Barnz's Cake could have been an intriguing look into the world of chronic pain and depression, but trying to be a jack-of-all-trades ruined the film and left it a master of none.
Julia Alexander | @loudmouthjulia