Some time ago, I watched the film "Iron Man 3". I remember almost nothing from it. Did I really watch that film?
I don't get Tsui Hark. Tried to watch 2 films of his and stopped them.
Not crazy about De Palma's Passion.
It is a combination of two parts, woven together by a slippery internal mis-logic and visuals suggesting eerily that things are messed up below the shiny surface. One part is the alienation in modern corporate world, shown in a surprisingly heartfelt and original manner, which misfires because of casting. The other part is psycho thriller without any suspense to speak of. The detective stuff is played both straight and parodying as always and keeps the attention but I couldn't help asking "Why?". The camerawork is mostly enticing, but the (medium) closeup of a messed up main character under striped shadows, which dominates the second half, quickly gets old. The loony multiple dream/reality/what-is-it sequences are amusing in a way that crazy s**** happens, yay, but what was the point? It's mildly exciting to let a director in your head, but there is nothing as arresting as the Raising Cain climax. The lapses of logic will slightly amuse fans who are in the mood and certainly alienate audiences. Subsequent viewings will probably improve the experience. It would be an awesome ½h film.
Sadly, Passion is neither Femme Fatale nor Dressed to Kill.
great insights on Assayas: followed.