What if Vertigo was horny and weirder? It's hard to imagine it being much weirder, I mean watch it again if you need to buy that movie is fuckin strange shit.
Brian De Palma is also weird and a self admitted Hitchcock freak, so him remaking Vertigo completely makes sense. De Palma is also horny in film, like always, and so having that present makes sense. Does this film make sense? I mean, yes, in the De Palma way. Boy, was choosing to watch his filmography a great idea.
A lawyer is coming home and calls his wife, and all is normal, but they are then shortly thereafter kidnapped. They leave a ransom note demanding $50,000. Our main character Michael goes to the police who advise that he give them blank pieces of paper, which he does. The kidnappers flee and get into car accident, and wife and daughter die. Now Michael is distraught, and years later even more distraught when he meets a dead lookalike for his deceased wife.
This movie is like Vertigo meets Oldboy. If you've seen Oldboy you know the twist, and it's about as disturbing in this movie as it is that. The end is especially fucked up, and damn man, this movie is a strange one. It was De Palma's first big hit, and watching it now it really feels like a weird mix of De Palma's obsessions and experimental film of the time.
Something about De Palma's films always seem to be a little bit more hazy, a little bit more gauzy and lurid than a lot of films. It's not just the subject matter, its also how its shot, and this is a PG movie that oozes sexuality and haziness. The whole thing feels like a bad acid trip in a good way, not that I've done acid but you know.
I really like it and it should be mentioned by the De Palma fanboys. I will say its a slow feeling 92 minutes and its also somewhat predictable in nature but that's because it's been copied, not because it is copying others besides Vertigo. I give it a 3.5? I guess?












