Recently, I've become aware that certain films are able to transcend the medium by being completely self-assured in their atmospheres…
Under the Skin
A mysterious seductress preys upon the population of Scotland
Jonathan Glazer's atmospheric, visually arresting abstraction stars Scarlett Johansson as a seductive alien who prowls the streets of Glasgow in search of prey: unsuspecting men who fall under her spell, only to be consumed by a strange liquid pool.
I don't get it.
I don't get it.
At least give it a rating.
But I don't get it.
Was it good?
Would you recommend it?
I don't know.
How does that work?
I don't know.
Just give it 2 1/2 or something.
Because it's good.
Then what's the issue?
I don't know.
For fuck's sake.
I don't understand it. It confused me.
Just your plebian mind.
You know this whole review is entirely self-indulgent, right?
So why are we doing it?
Only thing we could think of.
Also we're attention whores who like likes.
It is rare for me to finish a film and be unable to form any real opinion on it. Jonathan Glazer’s Under the Skin, loosely based on Michel Faber’s novel of the same name, is a film that deliberately defies easy understanding. It is a befuddling, enigmatic and contradictory work that demands total engagement from its audience as it avoids all the trappings of a conventional movie. Yet after I left the theatre, both impressed and disappointed, I have been unable to shake the film from my thoughts.
It is a film of surprising contrasts - it is simultaneously mesmerising yet tedious, surreal yet mundane, erotic yet sterile. It is this internal conflict that makes the film so difficult to…
ScarJo cruisin' the hills of Scotland and channeling her inner Natasha Henstridge in Jonathan Glazer's incredibly unique one-of-a-kind viewing experience. Motorcycle zoom zoom. ScarJo naked? Hooker high heels. Ants. The way ScarJo looks in her jeans. Red lipstick makes you more fuckable. Minivan cruisin'. Disorganized directions. You should always buckle up for safety. Lonely guy. Chatty chap. Seductive strip. Disappearing wang. Ocean waves. Wetsuit chum. Lifesaver. ScarJo's jacket. Getting hit in the head with a rock fuckin' hurts. Crying baby. Clubbin' for some lovin'. Leprechaun sounding gent. Sexy backwards walk. Weird as fuck faces. Sideways cock. Fade to what the fuckin' fuck fuck fuckin'? Red rose. ScarJo's eyes. Smart dude. Face first fall. Attack the Block rejects. Hoodie man is…
How do you even rate a film when you sort of loved almost everything about it yet in the end have no concrete idea of what it was all about? It's pretty rare in cinema to find yourself constantly struggling with your very own feelings, unsure of which emotion to settle with for whenever a step is taken in either direction, something from the opposite end of the spectrum keeps bringing you back in the middle.
Under the Skin is one film that provides such unique experience. It is a mystical blend of horror, sci-fi & mystery that's easily one of the most perplexing, challenging & polarising narratives to come out in years and tells the story of a mysterious woman who…
This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
I love it when a straightforward story gets a unique treatment. Glazer's film is deliberately alienating, visually and aurally arresting and singularly engaging. I say the latter with no small amount of reserve as it asks a lot of its audience making it difficult to click with. But click with it I did.
Glazer opens with the birth of Johansson's character. In a beautiful visual sequence, we hear her find her voice followed by a rather disconcerting scene in which she clothes herself. Disconcerting because of the compete lack of empathy for the dead girl she is plucking her new wardrobe from. Against a sterile white background we see her clinically do what needs to be done. She gives the…
I didn't get it.
Maybe there's nothing to get.
Or maybe I did get it:
OK- here's my interpretation.
It's about how things on the surface are not always how they seem:
guy cuts his hands from the thorns on a rose; cake that looks delicious tastes horrible; Scarlett Johansson turns out to be a weird black alien. Huh.
I dunno. It was more obscure than thought provoking, and more tedious than interesting.
Some people hate it, some love it.
I just know it got under my skin (cymbal crash)!
And that's not necessarily a good thing.
I originally had this at 4.5 stars. Then there was a scene where Tommy Cooper was on. That just might have made it complete.
- Artistically shot
- Creepy ending
- Slow moving
I can't sleep now, but I feel as if that is okay.
Glazer and Johansson have created some beautiful. Like a great work of art, this is a movie where one cannot avert their gaze. Like a great work of cinema, this is a work of art that puts the viewer in the perspective of something they have not experienced before.
The images are arresting.
I found myself feeling empathy as the screen faded into white.
People have said it is too enamored with itself.
Those people........ I don't get. Please, watch this movie.
If asked I will pretend that I understood everything, but will also pretend that I don't have time to explain it to you.
My strangest film experience of the year. Wouldn't know how to rate it.
This film will stay with me as long as I live. Mindless lust or a choice; where are we as a people when we recognise yet ignore? Horrific beauty, visual perfection and sonic clarity make up what is sure to be a film hated by anyone who went to the pictures on a date.
Alright, I get it.
Visually stunning movie, unsettling, etc etc.
Still walking the fine line of art house bullshit though.
Holy hell, this was a trip. I really enjoyed this one, but was also feeling a lot of crazy, different emotions throughout. I'll need to watch this again in the near future. But if you're looking for something different, this may be for you.
Many favorites, as well as a small handful of films that I don't care for... in no particular order (1960-2014).
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