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In ‘Affection,’ Jessica Rothe can’t remember the husband who insists he is hers

Liv Altman

A woman opens her eyes and the people at her bedside are strangers who answer to the words husband and daughter. She remembers a different name and a different life, a self that has nothing to do with the house she has woken in. The man beside her says there was an accident, that the memories will come back, that she only has to try. Affection begins where most thrillers of suspicion end, with the ground already gone.

That is the engine BT Meza is working with. Not the mystery of who someone is, but the terror of being told, gently and constantly, that the self you can feel is the false one. Ellie remembers being a woman named Sera. Bruce insists Ellie is who she has always been. The horror is not a monster in the hallway. It is the patience of the person explaining your own life back to you, and the slow suspicion that the explanation is a cage.

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Casting Jessica Rothe is the film’s sharpest idea, and the film knows it. Rothe became a genre name by dying and waking on a loop, the sorority-house Sisyphus of Happy Death Day, where repetition was a puzzle to be solved and finally beaten. Affection hands her the inverse. The loop is no longer the calendar resetting around a fixed self. It is the self that resets while the world stays stubbornly in place. She plays Ellie as someone assembling a person out of borrowed evidence, and the performance lives in the gap between what she is told to feel and what she actually feels.

Meza, who wrote the film as well as directed it, keeps the machinery chamber-sized. There is a house, a husband, a child, a wood at the edge of the frame, and very little else to hold onto. The restraint is a tell. A premise this elastic could have sprawled into a multiverse. Instead it stays inside one marriage and lets the dread accumulate in close quarters, which is the harder and more interesting bet.

None of this is new, and the film is smart enough not to pretend otherwise. The story of a woman pressed to doubt her own mind by the man who shares her bed is the spine of the old gaslight thriller, the genre that gave us the verb. What Affection adds is a science-fiction membrane over that domestic dread. The manipulation is not merely psychological, it is mechanical, a memory that will not hold. The film sits in a long line of amnesia thrillers and erased-mind science fiction, and its wager is that the marriage-prison and the sci-fi reset are the same fear wearing two costumes.

That lineage runs deeper than a single ancestor. There is the whole tradition of the woman whose account of her own life is treated as a symptom, the heroine the men around her keep diagnosing rather than believing, and the more recent strain of science fiction in which a wiped or rewritten mind becomes a love story with a trapdoor under it. Affection draws on both. It asks whether tenderness and captivity can share a room, whether a person who loves you can also be the warden, and it lets the science-fiction premise keep the question from ever resolving into simple villainy. Bruce is not obviously a monster, which is exactly what makes the house feel unsafe.

Rothe holds that ambiguity without tipping her hand. She has spent her career on the border between the final girl and the comedienne, and here she keeps both registers alive at once, playing a woman who is frightened and skeptical and, every so often, almost persuaded. The film needs that. A lead who simply knew she was right would flatten the dread into a rescue plot. Ellie’s willingness to entertain the possibility that the strangers are telling the truth is what keeps the floor tilting.

Whether the machinery pays off is the open question. Reset premises are generous to a first act and merciless to a third, because every revelation can be unwritten by the next forgetting, and a story that can always start over risks never having to end. Affection points at a buried truth Ellie has to reach before it slips again, but a horror built on a vanishing memory has to prove its stakes survive the next reset. The festival reception so far has been curious rather than rapturous, with more admirers than evangelists.

Joseph Cross plays Bruce, the husband whose tenderness is the threat, and Julianna Layne is Alice, the daughter caught between two versions of her mother. Brainstorm Media is handling the United States release, with Blue Finch Films carrying the film across the United Kingdom and Ireland. It runs ninety minutes, tight for a story whose whole subject is the refusal of time to behave.

Affection moved through the festival circuit across the autumn and winter, with stops at Screamfest and the Brooklyn Horror Film Festival in 2025 before crossing to Trieste’s Science+Fiction Festival and, in 2026, Finland’s Night Visions. It opened in United States theaters on 8 May 2026, reached the United Kingdom, Ireland and Australia on digital on 8 June, and arrived in South Korean cinemas on 11 June. Whether it lingers in the memory longer than its heroine can is the bet the film is making on itself.

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