A few years deep into your cinematic education, you get to find out what kind of film you are. You then move on to appreciate a wider range of films, some for the potential they have to change your life, and others for their craft.
This is one film I can appreciate for its craft.
You have seen this before. A murder, various suspects, a journalist setting out to discover the truth. The difference here is that all the suspects are writers as well.
I am generally interested in this kind of film. Cinematically speaking it means more than one narrator, it means different eyes (cameras), various ways of looking and knowing. You cannot catch this on first viewing. But you sense how everything is intimately mastered here.
Self-reference: a show within the movie, our main actors playing actors, our actors as writers, also acting out the movie of their respective books. This is great stuff, vintage Egoyan. The mystery plot is a cinematic excuse to explore these familiar themes
Look for the psychedelic Alice stage show in the kids hospital. This is Lynch territory. It swallows you.
There is no doubt Egoyan has a strong cinematic sense. You will most likely not ‘not enjoy’ this. Go see it. But you must know–depending on which stage of your cinematic education you’re in–, which film you are and which one you aren’t.
I am not this one. Are you?