Film

Eastern Promises

Name: Eastern Promises
Genre: Thriller, Crime, Mystery
Released: 2007
Cast: Viggo Mortensen, Naomi Watts, Vincent Cassel, Armin Mueller-Stahl, Sinéad Cusack

Cronenberg's coldest, most controlled film drops Viggo Mortensen into London's Russian mafia as a driver whose stillness hides everything, and Naomi Watts as the midwife who pulls a dead teenager's diary into daylight. It's tactile, unglamorous violence — that bathhouse scene is the point, not a highlight — built around bodies, tattoos, and debts owed in blood, not thrills.

TMDb rating

7.3

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