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Notes on ‘Taklub’ (2015)

Lou Veloso’s character in Brillante Mendoza’s film that’s been making waves in both local and international film circuits for almost over a year now is only a blithe example of how experience can get you a remarkable performance. Whether it’s to present how unimaginable a situation is for a small character as his ‘Mang Renato’ in Taklub or how his portrayal can manage to swim along the brilliance of Nora Aunor.

I still stand on what I wrote on Film Police. I still think that Lou Veloso shines more than Ms Aunor, although I admire how she stayed true to the character, without overpowering her co-stars Julio Diaz and Aaron Rivera and Mr. Veloso. There’s just something about the whole performance that at some point did not make me want to believe in what she was [selling] to me. She exudes that matriarchal empathy that the film needs as much as we need our mothers most when times are rough. There are several episodes of personal tragedies faced during Typhoon Haiyan which were featured in local dramas, and Taklub offers it in a grander scale.


In the recent light of Heneral Luna’s success, let this post be a reminder that Taklub was also screened to local cinemas on September 16th. It would be interesting if people went to watch this one too, then perhaps we can truly confirm that this will continue the change that Philippine Cinema needs.


A full-length review of the author is posted under Film Police Reviews. Click here to read more. Photos on this post are taken from the same review.

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A World of Wander

First times will always be the best.


I’ve been out of my couch lately and I’ve set aside a couple of films to catch up on other aspects of my life. Though I will forever be indebted to film, and will still find myself wanting for more time, recently I’ve caught up on the latest trends on television and music.

I attended my very first real concert. Finally. And the experience is far more overwhelming. At the cost of 3,099php, I found myself wandering along with fellow wanderers KC, an officemate; Nico, my long lost brother from another mother whom I knew since we were ten; his former officemate Jan who apparently looks ten years younger than her real age (this ain’t a sponsored comment). We all basked in the sunlight, clad in our shortest shorts and the coolest (breathing in and out) outfits along with other diverse fellows who came there to enjoy the hippie soulful spirit.
I never got to see the first three acts but I heard they were good. I may bore you with other feelings and thoughts I had during the festival ’cause I can tell you now that I remember every bit. So, I’ve compiled ten things about this year’s Wanderland Music Festival.


10. Tis the spirit of Summer
Shortest of all shorts, see through blouses, flipflops, smoltering heat, and sandos and breathy outfits clad in both women AND men. Booths like Jamba Juice that catered refreshing drinks to complete the essence of summer. The weather was perfect in a way. Many didn’t seem to mind how hot it was (let me remind you that the festivities began at 12 noon). Some who did made every effort to hide from the sun (ahem me and my friend did). But this kind of weather gave everyone the excuse of wearing anything you want but a coat.


9. There’s nothing as majestic as clowns and a carousel ride.
You can’t find a music festival that has clowns and a carousel ride and booths around the corner like what was offered in Wanderland. And yes, there were clowns in stilts too. Although it was a bit sad when the Ferris wheel we expected downsized to a three feet Ferris wheel stuck on a wall of some booze drinking booth.

8. The water is Golden.
The Filipino expression is “ang tubig nila ay ginto”. Get it? If you still don’t get it, the cost of a bottled water the size of a Coke Sakto [read: the smallest bottle of Coke you can buy at six pesos] is at 50 pesos. Quenched my thirst for only a couple of minutes and although I wanted to get more, I kind of wanted to save it for later when I got even more thirsty. And when I said earlier that the weather was immensely hot, you’d expect a back up of thirst quenching water around. Not a hundred peso fruit shake or ice cream or booze to be worth more drinking. Stock water or “baong tubig” not allowed. It was amazing how some people stayed hydrated. I understand if it was to prevent people throwing bottles at bands they hated (which didn’t seem to exist) or so they can help out their sponsors (the bottle company was never heard of), but it definitely wasn’t green. There were loads of empty bottled water scattered everywhere. What a waste of money, right?

7. The Booze
Although I never got to play on the Margarita pong, the fact that there was excited my, ahem, drinking fantasies. I didn’t want to play because it costs a bit and I didn’t want to risk losing. The drinks available for purchase was the regular San Miguel light beer which was like water to me (thus me mentioning “I’ll save my thirst for later”) at 50 pesos which later was at a buy one take one sale. Not bad.


6. The Fashion
My friends and I went as simple as we could. She was quipped with the latest hipster vibe with her DMs on and a cool salmon colored blouse that complimented her fair skin while I wore a pink knitted blouse and boots from Forever21. Her friend wore the shortest of shorts and a sando with a tank top underneath.
The usual hippie setting trend of this year was still yesteryear’s (literally) hippest trend: the flower band. Also, men in Sandos, men in curly wigs, models and actors and music enthusiasts were in their best garb. Even the musicians! I love the violinist from Woody Pitney’s band who wore a simple white with rose prints tube dress and boots. Very country! Plus there were garbs from Timex and River Island available for purchase.

5. The booths!!!
You have McDonald’s on one side, a beer and water station, Jamba Juice for healthy refreshments, some other fancy booths like River Island whose booth was probably the most photographed. And since they sponsored the event, tickets were given away for a 500peso discount on a single purchase at any River Island branch. Oh and by the way, they’ve got their own stocks ready for view and purchase at the festival. There was also the Timex booth, Globe (whose walking charging stations served great purpose for my phone), among others.



4. Art Candies and the Crowd
Several displays that were all over the center isle were made of Candy. You read it damn right. And no I didn’t grab a piece.
Come afternoon some guest artists began painting walls and walls or art which was free for everyone to ponder upon and take pictures upon. Cool.




3. The weather was perfect
It was soo hot that most of us had a feeling that the Water Cycle would begin to take effect. But alas, the weather played along just right! Although yes many would complain about Manila weather as just scorching enough to make everyone who went go tan, we were advised enough to bring our own mats to sit upon the grass (I brought my blankie, which fit six people and is three times bigger than me) and bring sunscreen and an umbrella to avoid the sun’s harmful rays. It drizzled a bit when Londoner Lucy Rose sang but everyone just went along her gray and pink colored songs and even loved her more when she asked “is it raining? I’m used to the rain. I’m from London. You guys are great.”

2. F.R.I.E.N.D.S.






I’m sorry Queen if I let you go to The Killers concert alone. This was fun especially with the company of friends you can sing along the songs with, drink beer with, who’ll save you a spot to sit on, and who’ll actually take a video of you dancing to Architecture in Helsinki’s Escapee.

I also stumbled upon Queen’s officemates Lalai and Jen. This event is the ONLY time I will be using a mono pod. It was fun though, especially when I set it on a ten-second timer (because I was afraid two seconds was too fast) and we all panicked this way.


I also met up with my co- Shoutboxers, a group of people devoted to this local radio station called Jam 88.3. The Philippines’ finest alternative rock radio station.
They were just chillin when I came up to them.


And lastly, the real reason I came for and was willing to spend three thousand bucks for.

1. The Bands
Chocolate Grass, Brisom and Techy Romantics and The Ransom Collective are just a few of many uprising indie artists striving to make a name for themselves in the local music industry although they’ve already got a number of fans here. I got to watch The Ransom Collective and I loved that they mixed folk and pop and excellent lyrical compositions.

Woody Pitney’s country inspired songs jived with the afternoon weather. And yes, Woody Pitney is hot.


Franco’s rasta sound will always, always remind me of trips to Baler. Okay, that means a trip to the beach to surf and smoke man. Since it was prohibited to smoke in the crowd (although I got to snuck for one by the side of the restroom), he just had to say “parang ang sarap mag smoke no?”


And then came Lucy Rose.
‘Shiver’ would have to be the most LSSd song from her line-up that stuck me the most. Lines like “Now I shiver like I used to/ And I’m leaving just for you/ And I shiver like I used to, just for you..” Her cold, smooth voice mixed with a gifted knack at playing the guitar and piano, no wonder the crowd has been excited to see her play. Plus, she gives Taylor Swift a run for her money just by coping Lucy’s look which by the way was ethereal but very simple.

(More to come about other bands and the continuation of this article. Good night for now)


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Melodrama Negra (2012)





MELODRAMA-NEGRA-Poster-jpg_075015This has its satisfying moments and unsurprising twists.

The three ghosts are somewhat stuck in limbo, thinking that they might be at a state of fulfilling a final purpose before they are taken away by Ate Shawie which seems to be a symbolism of another realm. They go into a journey of “visiting” the ones they’ve left. Along their journey they meet three college friends who are into anything recently considered popular and conjure into the usual problems involving family, friends, love and whathaveyou.

This dark comedy nearly sticks to the direct translation of it’s title.


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A Very, Very Long Post (A Late Contribution to the Late Tioseco’s Wishful Thinking for Philippine Cinema) Part 1

7 September 2011

I wish more non-filmmakers from the Philippines would get to travel to festivals.

And in this time when pinoy indie films were filled mostly with gay (almost on the brink of pornography) films, it’s still refreshing to find more and more filmmakers who not only produce and create films that visualize the human sensuality but also several works that depict the human condition.

It is not a secret that most mainstream filipino films are mostly comedies. You can’t really blame Mother Lily or Star Cinema for that. They seem to have this idea in their mind that Filipinos love a good laugh. What they don’t seem to realize is that this repetitive formula has left most moviegoers from inside the cinemas to purchasing ten pesos worth of its bootlegged version (yes, in the infamous Quiapo Cinematheque mostly and/or at the local bangketa) because after all, once you begin the summary of it’s plot as something that goes like “..Boy meets Girl in this place. They play coy at one another by playing hard to get. Another event leads them to meet each other again.. They fall in love, turns out a huge unrelenting twist is placed, thus depicting The Climactic point, they regain their love and voila! they end up marrying each other.. or they end up tragically apart due to another twist that will only leave the audience overly confused and insulted because they spent an hour and forty-five minutes of nothing but cheesiness and desperation to sell actors.”

I regret to say that I used to be a part of the 75% who hates watching even mainstream pinoy movies in a theatre. When I was even younger I pictured myself to be a female version of Quentin Tarantino (during his younger, hair-filled days) who spends most of the earnings just to watch films. The first filipino film I saw in a theatre was the 1999 film Pepeng Agimat. At nine years old, I remember hating the effects (“it’s trying hard to feel like a hollywood blockbuster film!”), hating the way the cinematographer loves the dark too much that the fight scenes seemed like boys playing around in costumes. Since then I just hated the experience and felt that filipino films would be just like that: a plot that’s got repetitive formula, uncanny twists, and very predictable acting and script. I know, it’s hard to make a film. But wouldn’t it be worth it if you’re making something sensible for the masses?

And so here I am, Princess Kinoc, a non-filmmaker, couch potato, cinema lover, and well, author of this blog about anything under the tree is so glad to have finally experienced a film festival that fits my busy work schedule. As a first time attendee to the Cinemalaya, a Philippine [independent] film festival, I was able to get to know this other side of the world where I feel that I belong. Several other cinephiles have come together to watch, criticize, be amazed at this year’s latest contributions to the Philippine Cinema by the country’s best, most courageous directors, writers and producers.

I saw this film by myself..

#368: San Lazaro (6 August 2011) was one of the first NETPAC entries I’ve ever seen in the UPFI that was included as a NetPac selection for Cinemalaya 2011. Being familiar with the names Wincy Aquino Ong (he’s in a band called Us-Two-Evil-O) who directed and co-starred the film, and Ramon Bautista (internet superstarrrr, he frequents music videos by Radio Active Sago Project and one very funny video from Tuesday Vargas), I was interested to find out what the film was about. THE RESULT is a horror film that slips away from norm. It’s funny and scary at the same time, but although it’s not the type that would leave you shaking in the night, it’s a story that would leave you thinking and laughing for days. The special effects are actually good, like the cringing worms in Bubuy’s cheeks and the bathtub scene (well I guess that scene was perfectly orchestrated by the actor Nicco Manalo) was just genius. People who saw this as well at the University of the Philippines’ Film Institute kept saying that it was like a Film Student’s thesis project. I didn’t exactly felt that but maybe it depends with your perspective of a film student’s work. Mine’s one that was shot using a very old digital camera shooting most of the scenes in the woods and then gets lost and dies along the way until a group of campers picks up his camera and releases it to a local  blockbuster producer.

I was not disappointed with this film. The characters are well created, the script is very rich with geek paraphernalia, the cameos are well crafted as well. I enjoyed Eli Buendia’s take on an investigator filled with doubts, Bianca King apparently is a good actress as she plays Cheska, the girl with the split persona. All the other cameos include Kean Cipriano who plays a cocky gym instructor who I still think should act and never come back to singing. The film has heart, cares for its viewers by rocking us back and forth from reality to the past, even while one of its main characters is suffocating from a choke. If you’re interested in watching a horror flick that’s purely pinoy and original, you better get your hands on a copy of this film.

#367: Busong (Palawan Fate) is another one that I’ve seen before San Lazaro. Amazed by the beauty of the film and it’s depth that had taken me a while to understand, I am just proud that it won the  FIPRESCI prize at the Eurasia Film Festival. This award was the same prize that the film Purple Rose of Cairo won back in 1985.

#344: Patayin sa Shokot Si Remington (Sep 4) is another NetPac film that everyone seems to have been waiting for (me included). Written by Raymond Lee (All My Life, Milan..), It’s continuous commercialized trailers, bus posters and movie posters makes me feel excited to see an indie film being shared to everyone of every age and “cinematic understanding”. I’ve laughed out loud and kept mindful of every gay lingo muttered in this film. This film’s got heart and it is mindful of it’s audiences. Although in the end it did have that formulaic twist, it was in a way a better ending than just to leave everyone in the cast swamped by gay zombies. The best part was to have to sit through the premier seating of an SM Cinema, although it was a Saturday and only the premier seats were filled, to laugh along with the audience that wasn’t filled with film enthusiast or directors but normal people who came there to get a good movie experience. It’s main cast Martin Escudero who plays Remington, a young man who was cursed by a grieving gay (played by icon Roderick Paulate) when he was young for mocking almost every gay in their town. I had no idea he could act that well. He was just so convincing with the part. Same goes to his co-stars Lauren Young and Kerbie Zamora. Lauren, who does all the crying in an afternoon drama plays the role of Remington’s love interest amazingly speaks in straight tagalog and is just as confused as Remington about how she feels about him. Kerbie on the other hand plays the tall, dark, and handsomely charming bestfriend of Remington.

I also loved John Regala’s performance. His inclusion in the twist is a bit predictable but the outcome is just superb. Zombadings I is not only a testament that small productions can carry itself just as well as long as it’s got a story that’s true and original, but it’s also a testament that people don’t want to sit through the same thing all over and over again.

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#336: Gigantic

11 September 2011

I was excited to get my hands on a copy of this film by Matt Aselan which stars Paul Dano, Zooey Deschanel, Ed Asner, and John Goodman. I haven’t heard of this until I stumbled upon a synopsis of this film thru wikipedia.

The plot is simple and very interesting: A mattress salesman plans to adopt a chinese baby. Although he’s applied to get one several times, he never gets qualified. His plans to adopt is temporarily set aside once a quirky woman arrives in the mattress shop to pay for the bed her father chooses to buy. After paying, the woman takes a nap on the bed. Soon they begin a casual affair, although as you find me typing in the words ‘casual affair’ and perhaps several images of meet-cutes in the park stream in your mind, these scenes are quite few in the film. Not that I want that conventional Hollywood rom-com thing wherein the lovers go everywhere hoping to make us feel all giggly. There’s a few of that in this film. So few that I was hoping for a breakthrough.

Brian Weathersby is the mattress salesman, played by Paul Dano in a pokerfaced babyface fashion. His face is mostly in a bit of a smug accompanied by wonder in a low-key performance. He’s often being attacked by a homeless man played by Zach Galifianakis, one time using a pipe and the other shoots him during a hunting trip. Their last encounter is in a fist fight which ends up as Brian stabs the homeless man. The homeless man disappears, making us understand that everything is just a figment of Brian’s imagination but leaves him in a beaten up state.

Zooey Deschanel plays Harriet/Happy Lolly, the girl who finds herself comforted by the mattress she pays for for her father. She lives a privileged life with her father, and works with her sister who’s a host at a local show. Deschanel’s performance is as usual fresh and quirky but unpredictable.

The film also stars Jane Alexander and Ed Asner as Brian’s parents who both live upscale outside of the city. Mr. Weathersby is somewhat cool and very unconventional. John Goodman plays Al Lolly, Happy’s father who refuses to pay the extra delivery charges after purchasing the $14,000 mattress. Both wealthy parents appear to be very unusually supportive.

This movie is very.. very… boring in a sense that you would still want to watch it just to find out why things happen in the film. If I might add the part at the beginning wherein Brian’s friend, a gerbil scientist, experiments with mice swimming in a tank. According to a review I read by Stephen Holden from the NY Times, this is Aselton suggesting that this is his approach to the world, as a scientist examining a species under stress. Reading this made the film a whole lot sensible. In a way, Gigantic isn’t just a blunt comedy trying to make a point but showing us that generational misunderstanding isn’t just about a film with kids on a rebel against their parents.


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#367: Busong (Palawan Fate)

3 August 2011
Where do I start explaining how it felt like watching this Cinemalaya 2011 entry by Aurelius Solito? Well the film starts off in a freshing by the beach view of Palawan as two half naked locals carrying a woman in a duyan on a stick (its literal english translation is swaying bed..on a stick). But I guess we should move a little backwards, ten minutes before the film starts wherein the announcer asks the film’s director and screenplaywright Aurelius Solito to introduce his film. I’m not familiar of his films except that I’ve seen his name mentioned before in Cinephiles. My friend Chris tells me that his credits include several gay films and some other entries in Cinemalaya which includes his most famous work, Ang Pagdadalaga ni Maximo Oliveros (The Blossoming of Maximo Oliveros). As it turns out, Solito’s film was featured in the Cannes 2011 Directors’… As he spoke, he introduced the film as a collection of folk tales he learned from his mother about Palawan. He says he stayed in Palawan for about 5 years hence the translation of the film means Palawan Fate. He even thanked his literary teachers in UP as well as his film teachers, one of his main star Alessandra de Rossi whom he says would be one of the most efficient actors he would like to work with after this film. I looked forward to the promise of a touching, eloquently made story. What I completely felt about the film I would express in a couple more paragraphs..
And so the movie is a collection of three folklores in Palawan. Story 1 is about a man named Tony who works as a lumberjack (magtotroso) who also promises to his wife, Ninita that he will never cut the sacred Amugis tree for as long as they will live. Apparently he dies after cutting one. But an evening before that incident, Tony also promises Ninita that he will metaphorically give her fire that doesn’t leave a mark and dies but one that will blaze forever. So, with the faith that the local Shaman might still be able to bring back her husband back to life, they attempt to relive Tony’s dying body but it’s already too late.
Story number 2 is about a father, a son and the secret name of the stonefish. It shows us how we must respect all kinds of creatures, which is mostly why our parents (I don’t know about yours but mine tell me lots of stories such as this) tell us fables to mainly point out the moral of it. Story number 2 is mainly my favorite because for some reason, the scenes in this film keep jumping out like a jack in a box that I really, really do not want to open. But story number 2 is fluid and subtle, the way good stories are supposed to be told. Plus, the color of the actors skin match perfectly in the bright, sandy tones of the place. The dialogue is even better. There is a part wherein the American who “privately” owns the island played by Chris Haywood bickers at the father and tells him to read the document showing that dynamite fishing is not allowed in “his” land. Perhaps father’s role doesn’t allow him to read, and so Haywood’s character laughs at father and tells him “You are indeed a Palawan.” Almost saying “you know nothing.” But father fights back and says “Oo! Tama, isa nga akong Palawan. Bago pa ipinangalan ang islang ito na Palawan, ako, ang mga magulang ko, at ang mga ninuno ko ay tinawag nang Palawan!” (“Of course! That’s correct. I am a Palawan. Even before this land was named Palawan, me, my parents and my ancestors were already Palawans!”)
Story 3 is about the siblings played by Alessandra de Rossi and Clifford Banagale and a guy who’s character’s name is Aris. Aris who currently lives in Manila is anxious to go back to his hometown. He meets his old friend and thinks that the boy he’s with is his friend’s son who was named after him. He’s surprised to find out that his friend’s wife and son died years before. The part where he begins to talk to the siblings is something that I was unable to follow, and I bet you I haven’t left my seat since the movie started because I wanted so much to have the jumping scenes end. Anyway, Aris told them, like most of the people in the film tell them that the two should visit the local shaman to have Alessandra’s wounds be cured. In the end, he expresses that he wants to be a shaman as well and with the help of the dead shaman’s spirit he cures Alessandra’s wounds.
There are several techniques used in the film to depict some sort of meta message that would apply in real life. The camera angles to show the beauty and secrets of the place were sufficient however what I don’t like about this film was how some non-dialogue shots just seemed hanging. This film looks like it’s made for people with massive creative thoughts but the scenes and the lines didn’t seem enough to evoke anything usefully creative in me. What I mostly thought was that maybe this film could get better. Maybe, just maybe..
Just to redeem this film, it’s not at all a bad film. Although I remained indifferent up until two days ago while I was writing a very lengthy review about this film, I understand the use of flashback to tell the stories. Metaphors are very evident even in the most little details. But the more I thought about the film, the more I thought I kinda like it. The use of the local dialect was just perfect.
I’ve seen two films in this year’s Cinemalaya, and I’m hoping this one’s not the only film that I can call as the best.

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#429: Hard Candy

6 May 2011

 Ellen Page always gives out a kick-ass performance as shown in this film and in hr 2006 Oscar winning performance in Jason Bateman’s Juno. Two years before Juno, she opted to shave her head and play the role of a girl who’s just shaved her head and cares no less at what people may think or see about her.

Hence, in this film she plays [yet again] a kid who meets up with a guy she chatted up with online who’s about 18 years her senior with whom she suspects is a pedophile.

 Patrick Wilson plays Jeff, a photographer whose subjects mostly incorporate women, and girls way young to be his niece. At the first part of the movie, we see the two chatting up online. Ellen plays Hayley, a fourteen year old honor student who thinks way beyond her years. After flirting up with Jeff online, she asks him if it’s okay to hook up. Jeff being slightly unaware of the way Hayley throws herself at him incessantly agrees and meets up with her at a coffee shop.


Upon “hooking up”, Hayley takes a bite out of the chocolate cake she orders, leaving a mess of chocolate in her lips. Jeff comes into the scene as if that part was a bit acted out accordingly by Hayley to see if Jeff will feel turned on by this gesture… which I think he does feel after introducing himself to her, and her introducing herself to him likewise.

Jeff invites Hayley to his home. Hayley never forgets to mention the fact that out of 5 doctors, 4 of them thinks she’s insane. Jeff thinks perhaps that Hayley’s just playing coy and doesn’t really mean what she just said. As soon as they get to Jeff’s home, Jeff shows her some of the photographs he’s taken including one for a woman named Janelle. Hayley asks him if he’s aware of the legal boundaries there is for taking photographs of women and girls being exposed in this kind of form. Jeff says that he is aware. Hayley though insists that he might want to do them deep inside. Jeff admits that the only girl he wanted since he was young was Janelle. A couple of screwdrivers after, Hayley insist that Jeff take a photograph of her like the models who throw themselves at him for a picture. She runs into his living room and strip dances for him, Jeff walks in carrying a camera to try and get a photo of her. As effect though of something Hayley put in his drink, he gets disoriented and falls. He wakes up tied up in a chair and soon begins a series of torture Hayley does to get the truth from him about his pedophilia and about a girl that is currently reported missing.

 One thing I could never fathom to do while watching this flick was to eat chocolate ice cream in a cup. Yes, in a cup and not in a cone. Or even if it was in a cone, I would never eat it. You’ll understand why when you see the fourth or third from the last torture done by Page. Although I don’t carry any balls, I don’t think I’d need a medical text to understand how difficult and how painful that torture scene might be to play. I like how Patrick Wilson played Jeff. He kept his cool for the most part of the film, was indirectly malicious and still charmingly handsome. I’ve seen this movie before on cable but I never remembered him to be playing the part of Jeff. I always thought it would either be Mark Wahlberg or Sam Rockwell would fit the part, but then again it would look assumingly possible.

The cinematography and the camera angles were great, too. The stunts, although I don’t think Ellen Page would need a double for the stunts she made on this film, were quite accurate and possible. I was bothered though how on earth would she manage to carry Patrick Wilson? I guess for that she needed help.

Anyway, I’d watch this film again and would remember it as a fantastic thriller similar to the way I felt when I watched Michael Haneke’s Funny Games. I didn’t feel cheated at all and my time was well spent just watching this. I must say as well that David Slade is now officially an expert at making me feel uneasy. Sandra Oh’s cameo was sufficient, and it wasn’t necessary for her anymore to come back after her 15 minute exposure in the film. Otherwise it would have been a completely different ending.