Brightly lit (?) old dark house...er... well monastery pretending to be an inn thriller from Spain, where someone is out to get a cache of money and kills a number of people to make sure he gets it. Odd in away that Spanish thrillers from the 1960's are (the basement seems to be filled with vats filled with fog for no good reason). Everyone and everything seems to be just a bit off. It doesn't help that the setting doesn't feel right, it was filmed in a monastery that doesn't remotely feel like an inn with the result that all the interiors feel completely false. I had this on very late last night (it was the last film in an all night movie marathon) and I drifted in an out on it not caring that I missed anything. I did see the ending which seemed as false as the rest (actually the film finally began to come together in the final moments but the sting in the tail seemed tacked on). I think the strive to be different and the odd this isn't really the place its suppose to be setting worked against the film.
Review of El rostro del asesino
