Among the many conspiracy theories circulating in the modern world, one of the more intriguing and increasingly plausible ones concerns Hollywood’s approach to such narratives on screen. There is a growing perception that the entertainment industry, perhaps unwittingly or otherwise, plays a role in discrediting genuine public concerns by presenting conspiracy theories in exaggerated, implausible forms—either through overly sensationalised plots or poorly executed films. Whether this was a deliberate ploy behind The Number 23 (2007), Joel Schumacher’s psychological thriller starring Jim Carrey, remains open to debate. But regardless of intent, the result is strikingly effective in undermining the credibility of real-world conspiratorial anxieties. The film attempts to weave an intricate web of numerology, murder, and obsession, but ends up feeling more like a cautionary tale about how not to handle such material.
The protagonist is Walter Sparrow, played by Jim Carrey in one of his rare forays into serious drama. Walter is a mild-mannered animal control officer living a relatively ordinary life with his wife Agatha (Virginia Madsen) and their teenage son Robin (Logan Lerman). His mundane existence begins to unravel when Agatha gifts him a mysterious book for his birthday—a novel written by an obscure author named Topsy Kretts. The story follows a detective called “Fingerling,” whose own descent into paranoia over the number 23 eerily mirrors Walter’s emerging obsession. As he reads, Walter becomes convinced that the fictional events are reflections of a real-life murder that took place years earlier. He tracks down the reclusive author, Dr. Sirius Leary (Bud Cort), who commits suicide rather than reveal anything. Walter discovers the body and, increasingly unhinged, begins to suspect that his wife might be hiding something far darker than she lets on.
Despite being released by New Line Cinema in February—a month traditionally reserved for films the studio has little faith in—The Number 23 managed modest commercial success. This was largely due to the presence of Jim Carrey, who had, in the previous decade, become one of Hollywood's most bankable stars thanks to a string of successful comedies. Here, he attempted to stretch his acting range in a dramatic role as both Walter and the noir-inspired alter ego Fingerling. While Carrey delivers a serviceable performance, it’s clear that the material doesn’t fully suit him. His efforts, though commendable, are insufficient to elevate the film above its numerous flaws. The supporting cast, including Danny Huston as a clichéd slimy psychiatrist, Virginia Madsen oscillating between devoted wife and femme fatale, Lyn Collins as a bizarre musical interlude known as the “Suicide Blonde,” and Rhona Mitra as the murdered woman, offer little more than competent performances without any real depth.
A significant portion of the film’s failure lies in Fernley Phillips’ script, which tries too hard to transform what is essentially a straightforward murder mystery into a convoluted, semi-supernatural thriller steeped in numerology. The number 23, which gained some popularity in fringe circles following the 9/11 attacks, is treated as if it holds mystical significance throughout the narrative. However, it ultimately has little bearing on the actual resolution of the plot, leaving audiences feeling misled and unsatisfied. The supposed revelations tied to the number feel tacked on, serving more as gimmicks than integral components of the story.
Equally problematic is the involvement of director Joel Schumacher, whose career has been marked by both acclaimed works and notorious misfires. Best remembered for St. Elmo’s Fire and Falling Down, he is equally infamous for Batman & Robin, a film widely regarded as having nearly destroyed the Batman franchise. The Number 23, while not among Schumacher’s worst, clearly bears the hallmarks of his stylistic excesses. The director prioritises visual flair over narrative clarity, employing rapid MTV-style editing, excessively dark cinematography by Matthew Libatique, and highly stylised noir sequences depicting Fingerling’s adventures within the novel. These elements, instead of enhancing the mood, make the film visually unappealing and emotionally distancing. At times, the movie feels like a pale imitation of Se7en or Jacob’s Ladder, lacking both originality and coherence.
Ultimately, The Number 23 proves to be a confusing and often unpleasant viewing experience. Its disjointed structure, overwrought visuals, and misleading use of numerological themes render it a frustrating exercise in style over substance. While it may hold some appeal for die-hard fans of Jim Carrey willing to see him in a non-comedic role, or for those intrigued by the pseudo-mystical allure of numbers, the film fails to deliver a satisfying payoff or meaningful commentary. Instead, it serves as a reminder of how easily ambitious concepts can falter under poor execution.
RATING: 3/10 (+)
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