Bah! Saw my eye! And not in the good, Las Vegas way. I had the identity of the killer figured out the FIRST TIME he appeared on screen! And that was what, twenty, thirty minutes into it? All you have to do is know the mechanics of a suspense film and what the director is trying to do. Like that M Night Shamylan wank "The Village". I made forty bucks off that by guessing the ending from watching the commercials three weeks before it opened. I think that if Hollywood cannot suprise me with its unengaging attempts at suspense, they should give me some of my ticket money back. What did I just pay for?
So now that I know the identity of Jigsaw or whatever his name is, surely the remaining hour and change of the movie will provide me with some sort of gratification by the end of it, am I right? Surely the point of it is more than just watching poorly defined characters get slaughtered while wondering about who is behind the killing. Woefully wrong. Without the mystery, the movie is just two hours of unrepentant, undeserved, unrealistic gore. It ends on such an abysmally depressing note I would have been upset, had I not known that Hollywood would make a feigned attempt at creativity by tacking on a complete downer of an ending. The fad of modern horror movies inserting a "dark" ending is much less a blow to conventions of the genre as it is the cinematic equivalent of a teenage door slamming hissy fit. The only things this movie had going for it were the edginess of the concept and the ability to manipulate the viscera of a gothic suspense movie in a way that is strong, but never quite original.
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