D'Onofrio gives an amazing performance in full Brando mode with this film which is able to to breathe life (no pun intended) into the tired serial killer genre by focusing on nicely observed characterization rather than horror movie cliches. However the ending is problematic but if there is ever a director's cut this surely will be regarded as highly as "Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer."
An interesting, thought-provoking film, though not something to highly recommend. As psychological study on the nature of evil it's fascinating but doesn't offer enough depth to be genuinely insightful. As bizarre lampoon of domestic father/son relationships it's perhaps more engaging, but the director would need to channel her father's warped sense of humor & post-modernist sensibility to make such a notion work.
Patchy horror that could have been great, but let down by poor writing and ridiculous pointless wasted stupid irrelevant disharmonious annoying TWIST at the end that people are saying they enjoyed because "I never saw that coming" Of course you didn't! Because it's illogical. The best thing about this half aborted wreck is D'onofrio's performance. The ending ruined the rest of the film.
D'Onofrio gives a terrifying and masterful performance here as a serial killer raising a victim's son to perhaps follow in his footsteps. What could have been just another ticking bomb serial killer performance is given a detailed and nuanced shade in Vincent's work here. Lynch, no stranger to controversy, doesn't shy from the exploitative nature of the work and like 'Surveillance' perhaps offers one twist too many
Non eccezionale ma nemmeno pessimo. Un thriller con qualche momento azzeccato, specialmente all'inizio del film, ma qualche calo di ritmo di troppo nella seconda parte. La rivelazione finale non sarebbe male ma si risolve troppo in fretta. Comunque interessante il conflitto perenne, all'interno del film, con la figura paterna. D'altronde quando hai un cognome del genere...