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Gothika

Gothika

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Mathieu Kassovitz followed the success of La Haine with Assassin(s) and, three years later, the underrated Crimson Rivers, a serial killer spooker that was self-conscious to a fault (not unlike Fincher’s Se7en, a major point of reference) but succeeded in part because of its coy old-school groove and numerous references to Argento classics. Kassovitz sells his soul to the devil with the inexplicably titled Gothika, the ridiculous story of a criminal psychologist, Dr. Miranda Grey (Halle Berry), who wakes up after a car accident inside the very psych ward she supervises daily. As written by Sebastian Gutierrez, this preposterous creation plays out like Scary Movie minus the intended laughter. This virtual tour of horror films past goes back as far as The Exorcist and intercepts The Sixth Sense, Stigmata, What Lies Beneath (note: Robert Zemeckis is the film’s executive producer), and Gore Verbinski’s The Ring along the way. Crummy Hollywood horror films always need a serious spiel and though Gothika pretends to be concerned with the struggle between science and the supernatural, every character in the film wears this shtick like a placard. Amid the heavy breathing and even heavier rainfall, the film’s actors ruminate on “objective reality” and “dream logic,” but they sound less like clinical psychologists than puppets reciting lines written by someone who’s just finished skimming a Psychology 101 textbook. Even worse than the psychological buzz terms the filmmakers use to talk down to their audience are the ludicrous allusions Berry is forced to deliver sans irony. After an encounter with Chloe (Penélope Cruz), a patient who claims that she’s being raped by the devil, Miranda tells her husband, “If I’m the mirror and she’s the image, then who are you?” Add to that the endless blinking lights, rewinding film stock, loud noises, and peek-a-boo appearances by a ghostly, stringy-haired nymphet (yawn), and you have a film that’s obviously more concerned with style and guesswork than substance. Gothika doesn’t pretend to make a lick of sense, but if the film is pretense-free, it’s also dangerously immoral. In its attempts to repeatedly pull one over on us, the film not only ignores the dialectic between reality and the avenging, inexplicably violent spirit world it pretends to acknowledge, but it also makes a mockery of rape and insanity. The seriousness with which Berry treats her role is surpassed only by Cruz’s loony, hooked-on-phonics performance. Cruz not only chews the scenery, she pisses on it and begins chewing on it again. Bless her Spanish little heart (not to mention her right tear duct) that she can wail a line like “He opened me like a flower of pain” without busting a gut.

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Distributor
Warner Bros.
Runtime
98 min
Rating
R
Year
2003
Director
Mathieu Kassovitz
Screenwriter
Sebastian Gutierrez
Cast
Halle Berry, Robert Downey Jr., Charles Dutton, John Carroll Lynch, Bernard Hill, Dorian Harewood, Penélope Cruz