07-31-2018, 10:15 PM
More of a mood than a movie, but it did enough visionary things to keep me engaged. Maybe it was the promise of nekkid Scar-Jo. That would be very meta because she would then be luring her victims into that deep dark pool both on screen and off. If this is to be watched, it must be late at night, when it's very quiet and dark. It's a dark film just as cf said, so much blackness, so if you watched it in the mid-day, you'd hardly see anything.
Odd fact - you never see the color black in a movie or on TV. This is because black is the absence of color so you can't project that. It's just blank screen. It's your mind that turns it black by the surrounding contrasting elements. Find a 'black' spot on your monitor and isolate it and you'll see. It's an illusion.
Back to the movie, the sonorous soundtrack is also very quiet and subtle, and that would be lost with any competition noise. I'm guessing there were some good subsonics if my TV system had some bass. It's a slow burn, this film, quite literally - a creeping freeze and a submergence of slow surrender. There's a few really good twists and angles. I liked that I could barely understand the Scottish. I liked its damp cold greenery and over dreariness. I liked Scar-Jo's alien dead pan, and her animation when seducing prey, and her nekkid scenes which were as tasteful as could be considering the film. I luved the kill scenes - so feckin surreal especially the under-black-stuff scene. I felt the director was being vague and ambiguous intentionally although not as pompously as most of the art house fare. There was indeed gratuitous meandering but it was intentional gratuitous meandering, meant to lull you into that black pool. The one you can't see. Because it's an illusion.
I liked it overall. I wouldn't recommend it to many, but I'd say give it a go to all of you here who haven't seen it because if you're patient enough, there are a few novel exploratory payouts. It'd be a great film to watch at the end of a strung-out speed run - that slow final tweek out before the speed crash - not that I've been there personally, but I've been near enough to postulate. Then again, maybe it's just the ample nekkid Scar-Jo.
Odd fact - you never see the color black in a movie or on TV. This is because black is the absence of color so you can't project that. It's just blank screen. It's your mind that turns it black by the surrounding contrasting elements. Find a 'black' spot on your monitor and isolate it and you'll see. It's an illusion.
Back to the movie, the sonorous soundtrack is also very quiet and subtle, and that would be lost with any competition noise. I'm guessing there were some good subsonics if my TV system had some bass. It's a slow burn, this film, quite literally - a creeping freeze and a submergence of slow surrender. There's a few really good twists and angles. I liked that I could barely understand the Scottish. I liked its damp cold greenery and over dreariness. I liked Scar-Jo's alien dead pan, and her animation when seducing prey, and her nekkid scenes which were as tasteful as could be considering the film. I luved the kill scenes - so feckin surreal especially the under-black-stuff scene. I felt the director was being vague and ambiguous intentionally although not as pompously as most of the art house fare. There was indeed gratuitous meandering but it was intentional gratuitous meandering, meant to lull you into that black pool. The one you can't see. Because it's an illusion.
I liked it overall. I wouldn't recommend it to many, but I'd say give it a go to all of you here who haven't seen it because if you're patient enough, there are a few novel exploratory payouts. It'd be a great film to watch at the end of a strung-out speed run - that slow final tweek out before the speed crash - not that I've been there personally, but I've been near enough to postulate. Then again, maybe it's just the ample nekkid Scar-Jo.
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