Oh my holy,merciful God.This movie managed to accomplish what thousands of movies before it have failed to do: Brink me to the threshhold of nausea from the inanity and ambiguity that reeked from this film.With the possible exception of the puzzling lesbian sex scene in the opening,this movie would have received no stars (Oops,I guess that's not allowed).Not even the prescence of the very talented Alexandra Breckinridge could save this movie;the primary reason that I watched it in the first place.What,for instance,happened with very noble Benoit? The last we see of him he is entering Kate's apartment,presumably to have sex,and then nothing after that.Are we supposed to assume that she imagined the whole encounter? Or was this film just directionless enough to not bother showing him after that;that he had sex with Kate and drifted away into the night? And who the hell did Kate sink the hammer into at the end? We're led to believe that it was her girlfriend Leah because all the audience sees is feminine arm.But why would Leah(assuming it's her) practically sneak into her own apartment without even announcing her prescence or even uttering a word for that matter to a woman not very well put together mentally(the prior suicide attempt) before creeping up on her? Makes no sense whatsoever and,trust me,I'm just scratching the surface here.Film like these ,however,give me hope that I can one day make my own film and have a better than 90% chance of it not being this bad.
Review of Dark
