Surveillance (review)

I really enjoyed this film....the performances, across the board were excellent, I thought.

Bill Pullman, in the beginning gave this really interesting vibe...like someone emotionally constipated.

Julia Ormond, wow, what she did, especially near the end of the film, was disturbing but sexy. The more her hair came down....the sicker and more erotic things became.

A lot of the reviews out there weren't exactly glowing. Many critics, I noticed, seemed to take great pleasure in pointing out that Jennifer Lynch is NOT her father and never will be. Whatever. I dunno, I like what she did. In fact, I enjoyed my second viewing twice as much as the first. The thrill of "big reveal" paled in comparison to just soaking up the nuances of the performances.

Holy crap. I was unsettled from the opening credits. And really, watching this alone, in my living room with no curtains, on a rural dirt road after it's dark out? Creepy does not begin to describe it.

I can't believe it's French Stewart! And Cheri Oteri from SNL - who knew?

This movie is messed up. And I mean that in the best of ways.

But still.

*shudder*

Hmm, it's interesting that critics said Lynch was not like her father. 'Cause at the end of this my first thought was, "She is her father's daughter". Maybe not as polished as his films, but you could switch their names as director and I wouldn't blink.

I still cannot understand why many critics are saying this movie is incoherent or baffling. Or the comparisons to Rashomon - I mean to think it's a remake of Rashomon, or to think them similar in any significant way is to have a very superficial view of either.