Wash your hands Reznik.

Clean them up well. Something dirty is possessing you.

 

 Gentlewoman

Neither to you nor any one; having no witness

to confirm my speech.

Doctor

You see, her eyes are open.

Gentlewoman

Ay, but their sense is shut.

Doctor

What is it she does now? Look, how she rubs

her hands.

It is an accustomed action with her, to seem thus

washing her hands. I have known her continue in

this a quarter of an hour.

LADY MACBETH

Yet here’s a spot.

Doctor

Hark! she speaks. I will set down what comes

from her, to satisfy my remembrance the more

strongly.

LADY MACBETH

Out, damned spot! out, I say!

 

With Bleach and Lye, Reznik goes after his hands again and again.

 

I want to report a hit and run

I want to report a hit and run

‘Who are you?’,

He asks himself, dropping hints all the time.

 

I see the hints, but I can’t make sense of them…

The car, the water tower, the police, the waitress.

We’re shown so much before we’re told how it fits together. You can guess at his trouble, but you can’t figure out why – a perfect mystery; unsolvable until the last clue makes all the pieces fit.

 

There's something evil... about the swings?

There’s something evil… about the swings?

This really was the best film I’ve seen in some time.

An exceptional story with great cinematography, use of subtle -and not so subtle – symbols, and a terrific, understated soundtrack – kind of a drugged down Naked Lunch that draws time out, but never gives you the punch in the kidneys that Ornette Coleman delivers every time your eyes begin to close.

 

And, even though I hate to admit it, Christian Bale put in a perfect performance – mentally and physically committing himself to the role in a way that I can’t imagine anyone in their right mind would do.

Oh, yeah...

Oh, yeah…

 

Reznik is torturing himself.

He thinks he wants to know who he is, but he’s actively at war with himself over this.

 

He reads Dostoyevsky’s The Idiot until he just about falls asleep and then twitches himself awake. The Idiot seems like the perfect title, but I feel he is more the Underground Man (others have said Crime and Punishment is a better fit, but I put that one down before I got far enough to make the connection there. )

Maybe even Gillian Flynn’s Sharp Objects.

I just finished watching this the other night and I’ve been looking forward to finding the time to see it again. I know it’ll be deprived of the mystery of the first time, but I can sit back and let it all wash over me, rather than wondering about how the pieces should come together.

Watch this film.

Now.

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