Some movies you just know are not going to complete your soul. You watch them because it's a social circumstance - because you are never going to convince your group of friends to watch a Wojciech Has - or are just looking to get some images before your eyes that don't demand you work with them but passively absorb. It was only after coming here that I read this was supposed to be a remake of the Tale of Two Sisters; dumbed down is right, it's the marketable, prefab version smoothed out for our precarious amusement.
I am not a fan of the Ji-Woon film, but whereas that was frightfully complex, this is comfortably simple; you can recommend it to your group of friends, co-workers, family, and be sure it's going to be the blandest choice every time.
Oh, there is the eventual twist, as is the vogue of the times, meant to open up a chasm of depths beneath our feet. It does no such thing of course. A writer must be shamefully unhinged to write something like that down post-Sixth Sense. Elizabeth Banks is horrible as the menacing step-mother, the two teenage girls prance around like it's a Twilight audition.
I am not a fan of the Ji-Woon film, but whereas that was frightfully complex, this is comfortably simple; you can recommend it to your group of friends, co-workers, family, and be sure it's going to be the blandest choice every time.
Oh, there is the eventual twist, as is the vogue of the times, meant to open up a chasm of depths beneath our feet. It does no such thing of course. A writer must be shamefully unhinged to write something like that down post-Sixth Sense. Elizabeth Banks is horrible as the menacing step-mother, the two teenage girls prance around like it's a Twilight audition.