Gerald Rice 03-05-2005, 05:26 PM
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My wife and I saw this last night. Sorry folks, but this is an interesting concept gone horribly awry. Adrien Brody is Jack Starks, a Gulf War vet who is sent home with amnesia after being shot in the head. While hitchhiking he comes across a drug addict and her daughter, broken down on the side of the road. He fixes their vehicle and is later he gets a ride from a guy who's stolen a station wagon. The guy kills the cop who pulls him over and because Starks can't remember, he is tried for the crime after the man escapes. He is sent to a criminally insane institution where Kris Kristofferson is a doctor with a unique kind of therapy that unintentionally jettisons Brody into the future. While all this sounds interesting, keep in mind I'm capsulating. This movie is slow with only teases of picking up. I have no idea how 'Terror has a new name' is the tagline. I buy that Starks is terrified while strapped into a straightjacket and locked in a morgue drawer, but it doesn't translate to the viewer. And the assaults of memories forgotten as his mind has nothing to do but feed on itself are an attack on the viewer's eyes and ears. It doesn't evoke any emotion other than the agitation you'd get from standing too close to one of those tornado-warning clarions. I won't give away too much for you masochists who'll insist on inflicting yourselves with this jagged-shard-of-glass-to-the-eye in a movie's cloak, but I'll leave you to insert your own expletive in the sentence, "What the ____ was that?" as you leave the theater.