Short Attention Span Review - White of the Eye (1987)
This little-known thriller from the late 80s is often described as an American stab at the beloved Giallo sub-genre that put so many Italian directors on the map. I can see some similarities, so I understand that sentiment, but I find it to be something different, a curious opus that pays homage to many things but ultimately stands on its own. The direction from Donald Cammell represents a stellar vision that is stark, inviting, subversive, and wildly grim. This picture has a thing for vivid colors and gruesome subject matter, and it is rooted in the queasy realms of power and domination masquerading as purpose, painting an intimate portrait of a madman. In fact, the lines between the killer we fear and the leading man we are drawn to are blurred, and even those with the closest ties to the murders contained within this pulsing chiller can't decide whether they love or hate the twisted soul who finds purpose in dismemberment. The score by Nick Mason is a big winner, and the performances are on point. David Keith is perfect, and Cathy Moriarty matches him stride for stride, while Art Evans and Alan Rosenberg take smaller roles and turn them into major assets. Few thrillers operate with this much charisma while probing such depths, and the end result is a bit of a mystery. While the events portrayed are far from ambiguous, the viewer's reaction may be defined by a sense of puzzlement. When all is revealed, it is difficult to determine just how we should feel about everyone involved, and that is why I cherish White of the Eye. It is provocative, it is exciting, and it asks a lot of tough questions that it answers by dishing out a lot of tough answers. Evil can be quite seductive. Evil may even be rather charming at times. And those who go toe to toe with evil may taint themselves in the process. Most don't view this type of fare for such meditation on the darker aspects of humanity, but those who do may find this true one of a kind to be immensely satisfying in its thirst for perversion and identity.
Final Grade: A
Like the best Italian thrillers, this American production is a quirky thriller that oozes style and vibrancy. |
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