It is to the credit of Matthias Schoenaerts and his raw, searing and empathetic performance that audiences will be able to root for Peter, a character who spends the entirety of the film internalizing his feelings and choosing to suffer in silence instead. Schoenaerts has spent the bulk of his career playing characters like Peter; emotionally stunted, physically imposing men who come off as intimidating at first before their carefully constructed facades start to crack, showing the broken shell of a person that they try so hard to hide. But in the case of Peter, the facade never cracks, the cloak never lifts. Thanks to an underbaked script, we never get the opportunity to see what exactly makes Peter tick, despite the presence of flashbacks scattered throughout the film that heavy-handedly attempt to add some context to his actions – or lack thereof. In another actor’s hands, Peter could have very well been the definition of an unsympathetic character. But in Schoenaerts’ adept, careful and sensitive hands, Peter is a fully fleshed out character, one with a seemingly endless amount of baggage that Schoenaerts does a great job at communicating to audiences through mere glances in lieu of a fully fleshed out script. It is another great addition to a career full of exceptional performances for Schoenaerts.