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A giant raspberry blown in the direction of narrative plausibility. Good to have De Palma doing his deliberately ridiculous thing again, though the first half hour is a real drag, even if like myself you can adjust to the campy postmodern universe most of his thrillers take place in. Also, most of it seems to have been filmed inside of a expressionistically-lit Apple Store. Dunno if that's a + or a -.
In spite of having all the ingredients to become a memorable genre film Passion is indisputabily grotesque. The outdated camera movements, the poor acting and directing and above all the wacky screenplay, preclude the spectator from surrendering to the film and sadly leads him to interpret it as a parody.
An absolutely fucking brilliant split screen sequence set to Debussy doesn't make up for awkward performances and barely any improvement on the original (and relatively conventional) story. De Palma may be back to plenty of his old ways in terms of style, but... it's so hard to focus on the good (the score and the look) in this when there's so much blandness to go around (story, dialogue, delivery).
I was so excited for this, (I mean, a new De Palma, how could I contain myself!) but then after watching it, I really wanted to like it, but I kinda hated it. Script falls flat, it was almost like it was half-done, and yet it could've been so much better since the performances were pretty good and the score was great.