Mish mash of unpleasant scenes

Rating: 3/10 (3 January 2015)

It's possible that it's just not for me or maybe I came with too much expectations but I still believe that it's not a good movie and even worse as a book. I love watching movies and I love reading and mostly I can enjoy anything even if it's not great, however this time it was pure torment. I'll try to explain why I think it's bad. Personally I really don't care about plot holes (not only in this movie but ever); the writer is allowed his creative freedom and I am willing to suspend my disbelief indefinitely. Yet, the problem here is how the movie is perceived, if people expect to watch a suspense movie then the really major plot holes are hard to swallow. A detective story needs some kind of logical progression otherwise it's a fantasy and this movie was advertised as a detective story so I understand the viewers discontent from that standpoint. But let us assume that it's not a suspense/detective story/thriller and the plot holes are there to further enrich the idea of the absurdity of our existence. So it's a psychological drama or a dark satire or whatever you want to call it. In that case it has two possible main subjects: the exploration of the dark side of relationships or the idea of false perceptions and multiple layers of the truth. There is nothing new about these subjects, but there are really no new subjects, there are only new and provoking ways to explore a subject. This film fails to provide them. First of all, the whole story of their meeting and their courtship is painfully banal and boring. After a while I tried to convince myself that it's a satire of all this romantic movies where the cool guy meets the incredibly cool girl and they instantly connect. But a satire demands to be a piercing and sharp entertainment, if it's as boring as the original then it's pointless. The movie also never truly explores the human nature. It does suggest that nothing is as it seems and that everyone has an alter ego but accomplishes it barely on a Hallmark movie level. No one of the characters evokes any emotion from the viewer; either dislike, affection or attachment of any sort. They just drift from scene to scene as they try to illustrate that marriage is complex at best and people generally are dreadful creatures. Oh, and they also try to shock us once in a while with sliced throats during sex and anal relations with wine bottles. These scenes evoked nothing in me but pure revulsion. In fact, I wouldn't have cared if the movie ended with a mass murder and suicide, with no survivals except for the cat. I really loved the cat. I think I identify with the cat. Similar to the cat, I also felt like I am randomly placed into weird scenes while I am trying to make any sense, whilst all I feel is apathy.