Enemy

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Enemy

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Helen: How was school? Anthony: What? Helen: Nothing.

Watching this film, knowing little to nothing of what would find me, turned out one of the most pleasant film experiences in months. And perhaps it might be necessary to explain 'pleasant' here: the word does not necessarily mean that one is comforted, has fun in the usual meaning. Film-wise it means, at its best, to be challenged. Challenged, here, meant to be glued to the screen. It's a little difficult to write a review on it. I've read through some of the others and saw that almost all reviewers had problems. Some were trying to solve the riddle (the more confidence displayed, the less successful they were). Perhaps it's best to paraphrase what one of the reviewers wrote: try and go through this film as if through a dream, through reality enhanced. Enhanced reality feels very much like the opposite, and this is the feel of the film. From the choice of colours to acting to ambivalence about identity, the result is as hypnotic as it's unsettling. The very simple story is told very plainly, but underlying is the intricacy of a nightmare. The discomfort feels like a single, stretched emotion. Something about this film works wonderfully, and as with the best of literature that narrates between the lines I wasn't always able to tell why (that went the same way for me with the spider-theme: it worked before I understood). The music is an inseparable part of the film. The film wouldn't have been the same with another soundtrack, a large part of what works in it isn't merely carried by it, but co-created. Pleasant also, albeit in a more common sense, to be finally able after quite some time to give a best vote for an achieved fusion of everything that makes a film for the viewer, unsettling, challenging and deeply rewarding. 10 out of 10 Theraphosae.

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There are reviews of this movie that boggle my mind, giving it far more credit than it deserves. You can't dangle disjointed, languid nonsense and call it art. It's its too boring to be called farcical, too stupid to be called pretentious, and too apathetic to be called disappointing. The reviews giving this mistake of a movie more credit than it deserves is a prime case of reviewers being too cowardly to say, "This movie makes no sense and has no redeeming qualities." They're too scared that they might be missing some artistic merit to say "This film is meritless." They're too worried they'll be called out by the pseudo-intellectual crowd as ignorant. No, it's thee pretend auteurs that are ignorant. One such IMDB reviewer mentions "the ingenious casting to Isabella Rossellini" as Gyllenhaal's character's mother, but there's nothing ingenious about it. The character Rossellini plays had three minutes of screen time, and five lines. The part could have been player by a mop and had been just as inspired of a casting choice. As for the movie itself, imagine watching paint dry, but every once in a while a spider crawls across the paint and then crawls out of sight, leaving no trace behind it, but infinitely more boring than that scenario. It's like the writer of this film asked a friend at a bar, "Hey, what if you met your doppelganger?" and that friend replied, "I don't know. That'd be weird." and the writer used that as the entire script of the movie. I haven't read the book the film is based on, and I'm too scared I'll kill myself out of boredom to do so.