The camera is a sadistic menace, taunting and teasing the characters to no end. Low-angle views of them at their worst moments exacerbate the idiocy that defines them (e.g., while Malkovich tries to poor booze from the shot glass back into the bottle or while Manolo repeatedly states where he found the CD). This is never more the case than with Clooney, whose paranoia that he's being followed is sort of justified, less by those actually following him and more…

I came out of it thinking it was like watching part of a movie, lacking a beginning and an end. (Sheesh, even Godard might bristle at the prospect.) Now I think that's not quite right, like, it has a beginning and an end but they're underdeveloped...and so is the middle. Haven't been much of a horror guy, but lately am more interested in how tools like sound are used sooooo manipulatively (not saying this is a bad thing) to elicit…