Rigorously incoherent, a marriage in a manic death spiral that seems to drag the world down with it. For all the hysterics and braying and bleeding and domestic abuse and viscous fluids, the most upsetting images are close-ups of faces during the brief respites of a fight. I'm glad I plan on dying alone and unloved. Also: No one else should ever be called "A Scream Queen." This is the apex of screaming; human vocal chords will not top that…
Remains a fascinating study of technique vs vision. If a film is nearly shot-for-shot the same as a great film, shouldn't it also be great? Van Sant purloins every one of Hitch's formal tricks, but in doing so he deprives his film of a vision. The most interesting remake ever made because it's so inherently uninteresting, and unnecessary. Only a filmmaker of tremendous resolve and confidence -- or an idiot -- would even try this.