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redfiona99I have no idea if it's good or bad, but it is magnificent. Chan-wook Park doesn't make boring films.
Wentworth Miller, you are a sick puppy, please write more. (Yes, that Wentworth Miller. Yeah, I don't know either.)
Hilariously so. I mean, the audience literally spanned every age group, both genders and various cultures. And they all went WTF?!
I'm not sure it worked at all as a film, but it was such a glorious failure that I don't care. I will forgive a film a lot when it's shot that beautifully and the sound work is that good.
Nicole Kidman does well as the 50s/60s rich housewife (in the 2010s, I have no idea if it was deliberate but it seemed like the house was in a timewarp.) who hates what her life has become. For an actress who does calculating so well, she's good as the unarmed man in a battle of wits.
Matthew Goode is hypnotically, magnetically creepy. You're skin is busy crawling off to the next county every time he's on screen, but you can't take your eyes off him.
Mia Wasikowska was better than both of them. She's brilliant. So much of the film rests on her performance and that's why it succeeds because she is several of the deeply introverted, sullen teenagers I knew at that age at the start and then she just grows in strange, peculiar but contextually plausible ways.
There were several moments where I wondered if this started life as a "what if Dexter was a woman" AU fanfic, in between her Dad and Charlie being Brian but even more creepy (I quote a friend here when I describe the film as being "as creepy as fuck") which did lead to the problem of towards the end of whether we were supposed to be cheering on our friends Bonnie and Uncle Clyde, but the film deals with that in a reasonable way (what's the betting that India always planned on bumping Uncle Charlie off once she knew he'd killed her father?).
I was the bad kind of amused by the only killing that caused the audience to wince was the last one and how apparently a girl jacking off in the shower (admittedly over someone's death) was somehow more disgusting to them that the attempted rape and murder in the scene before but I don't think there's much you can do about the audience you see a film with.
I'm not sure if I recommend it or not, but I definitely recommend reading the warnings on the film before you go in because they're not lying for once.
Wentworth Miller, you are a sick puppy, please write more. (Yes, that Wentworth Miller. Yeah, I don't know either.)
Hilariously so. I mean, the audience literally spanned every age group, both genders and various cultures. And they all went WTF?!
I'm not sure it worked at all as a film, but it was such a glorious failure that I don't care. I will forgive a film a lot when it's shot that beautifully and the sound work is that good.
Nicole Kidman does well as the 50s/60s rich housewife (in the 2010s, I have no idea if it was deliberate but it seemed like the house was in a timewarp.) who hates what her life has become. For an actress who does calculating so well, she's good as the unarmed man in a battle of wits.
Matthew Goode is hypnotically, magnetically creepy. You're skin is busy crawling off to the next county every time he's on screen, but you can't take your eyes off him.
Mia Wasikowska was better than both of them. She's brilliant. So much of the film rests on her performance and that's why it succeeds because she is several of the deeply introverted, sullen teenagers I knew at that age at the start and then she just grows in strange, peculiar but contextually plausible ways.
There were several moments where I wondered if this started life as a "what if Dexter was a woman" AU fanfic, in between her Dad and Charlie being Brian but even more creepy (I quote a friend here when I describe the film as being "as creepy as fuck") which did lead to the problem of towards the end of whether we were supposed to be cheering on our friends Bonnie and Uncle Clyde, but the film deals with that in a reasonable way (what's the betting that India always planned on bumping Uncle Charlie off once she knew he'd killed her father?).
I was the bad kind of amused by the only killing that caused the audience to wince was the last one and how apparently a girl jacking off in the shower (admittedly over someone's death) was somehow more disgusting to them that the attempted rape and murder in the scene before but I don't think there's much you can do about the audience you see a film with.
I'm not sure if I recommend it or not, but I definitely recommend reading the warnings on the film before you go in because they're not lying for once.
