"As I told Lady Freeze when I pulled her plug,
this is a one woman show."
- (Ivy, P. 1997)
We don't see a single moment of bloodshed, but we feel it, we sense it. Echoes of torment linger, and finally, in the mundane and pure light of day, the vast sense of dread and the ultimate realisation of man-made atrocities begin to make our bodies tremble in horror. This is the power of Jonathan Glazer's seminal, The Zone of Interest.
A portrayal of human horror and how we choose to ignore it and accept it as part of nature.…
So much so that Arnie's daft performance is the only salvageable aspect that can be scraped from this plate of visual diarrhea.
There's so many wrong things at play here:
1. Alicia Silverstone handles the english language like she just suffered a severe stroke.
2. Uma Thurman is about as sexy as Jimmy Saville in a children's hospital ward.
3. Chris O'Donnell has the charisma of a toilet seat.
4. George Clooney's leather nipples.
5. Bat bombs. Bat…
What the fuck did I just watch?
CGI sperm. A doll with a gender-identity crisis voiced by a hobbit. Jennifer Tilly's voice. Glastonbury. Jennifer Tilly being inseminated with Chucky's sperm. Some S-Club-7 nobody getting her face torched off. John Waters! Redman directing a film about the Virgin Mary and struggling with the English language. Chucky murdering Britney Spears - "Oops, I did it again!"
And, my favourite line: "Screaming? Oh no, I'm just watching 'Bound' and Gina Gershon just stuck her finger in me."