Undeniably magnetic and disturbing. Verhoeven’s vision of humanity is pretty base as everyone is conniving, pathological or doltish. I’d say the world is almost Haneke-ish but with a sledgehammer.
The twists at the end are pretty flawed unfortunately.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Is this a Rust Cohle flat circle or another Lost Highway?
There's so much going on here and it's difficult to decipher. Here we are in this tale - with doppelgangers, voyeurism, sexual deviance, unremembered pasts, cyclical histories doomed to repeat...
We are in chaos it seems.
From the opening title card about 'Chaos being undeciphered order', through all the backdrop chalk sketches on Adam's chalkboard. It's because we're in it - that we don't understand it.
Another theme here…
I'm surprised I liked it given the general consensus that this film was a bust.
It's just got a different tone - it's own tone. And that kind of thing can turn some people off. This film bathes itself in it's own mood, in it's own juices, in it's own blood - and as such, it's obviously very self obsessed and overdone - but that's not a bad thing. I respect that the film is it's own trip - with…