 
  Review by
        Eric Hillis
  Directed by: Neil Burger
  Starring: Phoebe Dynevor, Rhys Ifans, Ciara Baxendale, Kersti Bryan
 
    
    For some reason, the most popular sub-genre when it comes to original
        movies greenlit by Netflix and Amazon seems to be the spy comedy. These
        movies usually feature a variation on the same central setup, that of
        someone discovering a person they thought they knew well has secretly
        been living the life of a spy. By all accounts these films are uniformly
        awful. Director Neil Burger's Inheritance is made for neither Netflix nor Amazon but it has the sort of
        premise those streaming services seemingly can't get enough of. In this
        case it's a young woman who discovers her estranged father is secretly a
        spy.
  
  
    The difference here is that Burger and co-writer Olen Steinhauer aren't playing this for laughs. Their espionage thriller has more
        in common with the Jason Bourne series than with the sort of Netflix spy
        movie that might feature much mugging from Dwayne Johnson or Mark
        Wahlberg.
  
  
    It does however feature a leading lady who comes from the Netflix
        stable, Bridgerton star Phoebe Dynevor. She plays Maya, who after
        devoting the last nine months to caring for her dying mother now finds
        herself having something of a breakdown the night before her mother's
        funeral, wandering the streets of New York, stealing bottles of booze
        from bodegas and having a one night stand with a stranger. At the
        funeral Maya is surprised and none too happy when her estranged father
        Sam (Rhys Ifans) makes an appearance after a lengthy absence from
        her life. Claiming he wants to make up for his past sins, Sam offers
        Maya a well-paid job with his "real estate consultancy" firm. After some
        probing, Maya gets Sam to admit that his job helps rich people launder
        money through property. Despite the dubious nature of her father's
        business, Maya has no other prospects and so accepts the role of his
        assistant and accompanies him to strike a deal in Egypt.
  
  
    On the flight, Sam reveals the real reason why he was absent for so
        much of Maya's life: he was an international spy, and he now uses the
        skills he attained to run his current business. Despite her anger, Maya
        quickly bonds with her dad, realising that they share similar traits
        when it comes to deception: we witness Maya shoplift various items with
        sleight of hand, from sunglasses in an airport store to a trinket in a
        Cairo bazaar. During dinner, Sam excuses himself to take a phone call,
        only for Maya to receive a frantic call from her dad minutes later
        ordering her to leave the restaurant immediately. Soon after Maya
        receives a second call from a man claiming he has kidnapped Sam,
        ordering her to follow a set of instructions if she ever wants to see
        her father alive again. Thus, Maya is plunged into a whirlwind of
        intrigue that sees her travel across Asia while being pursued by shady
        forces.
  
  
    The Bourne Identity and its sequels brought the spy thriller into the 21st century by
        removing the glamour associated with the globetrotting nature of the
        James Bond movies. While Matt Damon's adventures saw him travel the
        globe, there was a quotidian presentation to the various stops on his
        journey, the action playing out in humdrum settings away from tourist
        spots. With the world shrinking, the travelogue aspect that made the
        James Bond movies so popular in the 20th century is no longer a draw,
        especially now when we can watch a detailed travelogue on YouTube if we
        wish to see some exotic sights. Shooting on an iPhone with a tiny crew,
        Burger nods to the aesthetic of such videos, following Maya around as
        though she were an influencer visiting a new city for the clicks. If you
        were watching Inheritance on a laptop and someone peered over your shoulder, they'd be
        forgiven for believing you were watching a YouTube travel channel.
  
  
    Often resembling a found footage movie, the filming technique
        lends Inheritance an identifiable immediacy. Burger shot his movie guerrilla style,
        and when you see Maya steal a pair of sunglasses or slurp from a bottle
        of vodka on a busy street you're watching Dynevor do just that for real
        (though given the punishment she would have received, I have to assume
        Dynevor didn't risk swiping the Egyptian souvenir for real). When Maya
        clings to a motorcyclist as he hurtles through the teeming streets of
        Delhi, there's no stunt double for the actress, so the terror we see on
        her face is no doubt the real thing. It also adds greatly to the sense
        of paranoia: as Maya draws glances from strangers we wonder if their
        inquisitive actions are those of directed actors or simply unwitting
        members of the public who noticed an attractive young woman being
        followed by some bloke with an iPhone.
  
  
    The latter makes Inheritance stand out from other female-centred spy thrillers, which
          usually play out like the protagonist was written as male and then
          simply had their name swapped out on the final draft of the script.
          The inconspicuous filming style makes us constantly aware of the
          vulnerability of Maya's femininity as she draws constant stares from
          men. At one point there's an unscripted bit of tension as Maya/Dynevor
          receives some unwanted attention from a couple of men on a Delhi
          street. Remaining in character throughout all these moments, Dynevor delivers a
        striking performance, the intimate camerawork capturing every new piece
        of confusion, paranoia and terror that crosses her mind.
  
  
    In its best moments Inheritance reminds us just how thrilling the espionage genre can be when a
      filmmaker takes it seriously. The treasure hunt element of Maya's quest
      means we never know what to expect from scene to scene. Unfortunately
      things fall apart in the final act following a reveal of what's really
      happening to Maya. Once it lays its cards on the table, Inheritance deals us an underwhelming hand, petering out to a conclusion and
      wrapping up with one final twist that insults the audience by essentially
      cheating. If we're left feeling Burger has stuck the landing, we're in no
      doubt that Dynevor is the real deal.
  
   
    
      Inheritance is on Prime Video UK
        now.
    
   
