Dir. Jennifer Lynch
I started off really wanting to like this movie, but by the end of the film I was left with a somewhat nasty taste in my mouth. It’s nothing to do with how violent or disturbing the film is, (thought it is both and often) but with how vehemently it tries to present itself as an extremely clever thriller. What makes the experience all the more frustrating is that, half the time, it actually is quite clever. The acting is awesome (Bill Pullman especially, who seems to be channelling an even more extreme version of the character that David Lynch plays in “Twin Peaks”) and there are even some noteworthy turns from both French Stewart and Cheri Oteri, two individuals whom I normally cannot stand. (I didn’t even know that French Stewart was still alive, honest.) It’s also extremely atmospheric, utilizing both sound scape and its minimalist settings to absolute perfection. Jennifer Lynch even manages to channel her father’s ear for absurd yet absorbing dialogue… but somehow it still manages to fall apart. Most of the problems probably stem from the twist ending that can be seen coming from miles and miles away, and the fact that despite the interesting performances from these character actors, there is seldom any real chemistry on screen. By the end of the film you don’t care about any of these people, and all that you’re baring witness to is a mindless orgy of violence. (Quite literally.) Still a Lynch is a Lynch, which is better than no Lynch. Certainly a movie worth checking out, just don’t expect too much.