Watching a movie (reading a book, attending a concert)in order to review it, is to chose not to be entertained. Surrendering to art, allowing it to sweep you along as it may, is always my plan. But when the down-river flow is so full of rocks as to keep bumping my head, I fell out of this movie and back into my living room going "huh"? I love Asian horror. It has a creepiness unseen elsewhere. This movie did too, but only in atmospherics -- the hotel was a fright! The acting, however, did not add much. It mainly consisted of long, silent pauses where the actors stared at each other, at nothing, at ghosts. And considering the ugliness and horror all about them, the three girls were remarkably unfazed, wandering over and over again back into dark and dreadful places. I might have accepted some of this, if the plot made any sense. Even the amazingly knowledgeable narrative of the Doggy girl, wasn't much help.(It seemed to fall apart in the b/w flashback.) Who was the mother? The wife? The half girl/half dog? How did she get this way What was that crazy hellish world on the other side of the goo? Why did we need so much time dedicated to the riot scene -- it felt like a separate movie. 4 for atmosphere, 10 minus 6 for everything else.
Review of The Child's Eye
