And Here No Devil Can Hurt You

This seems like a student film... decent at some things about filmmaking (occasionally striking visual images and framing), and totally seemingly oblivious to the need for others (decent writing, any kind of pacing).

A couple having an affair in an empty house spend an interminable amount of time doing nothing—in fact, the first poorly-recorded line of dialogue is mumbled over 22 exceedingly slow minutes into it. He occasionally wears a horse mask, even during sex. Finally they discover they can't leave, and start to see visions of things that probably made sense in the mind of the student filmmaker who thought of this.

Occasionally they have much-too-long scenes of them just sitting and talking about heavy topics like sin, death, and guilt, and my favorite thing to sit through in all of cinema, hashing out their relationship as a couple at length. I kept expecting Sunita Mani to walk in.

It's on the more tolerable side of painfully indie naivete for much of its runtime, but only just, and probably because it doesn't have "artsy" visual effect intersitials between jump cuts—really the only thing it's missing. Still, way too slow, basically a very short story, possibly even a single idea, which someone thought could sustain a feature-length film when it doesn't. It's not helped by the fact that the second half of the movie is mostly jump-cutting back and forth between scenes of them talking in bed and them unexplainedly stumbling around the house, covered in blood, finally ending the movie with them nude and doing something that is halfway between dancing and epileptic seizure, while clothed duplicates of them watch from the doorway, before the credits abruptly roll. If you're someone who likes watching a blood-covered naked man jerkily swing his erect penis around a room, this might be for you, but unfortunately it has little else I can see of any possible value.

Beginning filmmakers need to realize, you can't immediately be Tarkovsky right out of the box. It takes time to get to where you can pull that off.

You definitely can't make up for the lack of that, most especially not with random blood, spastic dancing, and a very prominent hard-on.


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