This movie follows a small-town outlaw, who, after a lengthy absence, returns to his hometown and becomes violently obsessed with the notion that his mother's death was not a suicide.
DiMarco's noir-inflected family drama is confident and mature, but less involving than it could be, because the filmmaker and his star make their anti-hero stubbornly unappealing.
Juggernaut does not have the propulsive narrative force its title implies. You expect some sort of vigilante rumble like Walking Tall, but you get more of a morally ambiguous slow burn.
Every line reads as if it were still on the page; every characterization is one-dimensional and unbending. At 90 minutes, the stilted dialogue might feel like a deliberate, stylized choice; at nearly two hours, it's infuriating.
Even if the ending falls something short of memorable, "Juggernaut" still holds attention as a strong, well-acted effort that effectively walks the line between dysfunctional family drama and revenge thriller.