Holy mother of all that is holy in
a strip club on lesbian "whipped cream" night, I haven’t been this
scared since the last time I got pinched by a 385-pound biker bouncer
for trying to get a five finger discount on a 3-hour lap dance. "The Eye"
packs quite a wallop and taught me a lesson the hard way. YEAH!!!
Granted, on paper the narrative found
here is far from original. For me, it echoed "Body Parts" in its
transplantation angle, "The 6th Sense" in its ghostly
happenings and it even went as far as to basically lift a key scene
directly from "The Mothman Prophecies",
but like my grandpa used to say before he left this
shitty world: “It’s not the ingredients that make the Chili kick;
it’s the cook and how he goes about it in the damn kitchen". I’m happy
to report that the Pang Brothers aced this snack with their genre pots and
pans and gave Chef Boyardee a run for his croutons.
The first hour of "The Eye"
literally had me with my hands in front of my eyes like a porn actress getting
slapped on the cheeks for the first time with a beef jerky. The staging
and the visceral executions of the “apparition” sequences were beyond
terrifying and let me tell you that it felt great to be frightened by a horror
movie again. This film often puts us in the heroine’s shoes as we see
what she sees, feel what she feels and it was deliciously nerve-racking. If it
wasn’t the clever use of out-of-focus shots keeping me on my toes, it was
the film's eerily communicated entities (all about those black clad
Reapers) or the effective use of subtle CGI whooping my skull. Tag to that,
an expert use of various sounds and moans that gave me the shit fits and
you get one goose-bump-inducing ride. NOTE: The moan emanating from the
chilly female spirit almost gave me a heart attack. DAMN!
Now some might argue that the movie’s
first hour is a tad redundant in terms of what it puts out. But for me, the
film’s endearing Oriental spiritual nature, the squirm-inducing “ghost
visit”, the baffling quick cut dream sequences and the mystery behind it
all, had my attention noggin focused on the screen full throttle. At the
same time, the themes of solitude and the overall plight of the lead
character (that dear Mun Mun) touched me and complimented the supernatural
craziness, making the watch that much more engaging. Angelica
Lee (Mun Mun) also had her acting steaks well buttered, was extremely
photogenic and quite a treat to gawk at for a buck and half. She had me
hooked.
The scare factor did vanish at the hour mark to make way for the solving
of the mystery though, but that was fine and dandy for this party boy. One more
scary jolt and I would’ve dropped dead (is that a bad thing...hmmm).
Although our heroes figured out the enigma a tad too quickly for my taste, the
proceedings were still involving and I adored how it all came together in
the end. The icing on the corpse was the thrilling explosive finale that
brought the tale and its themes home through jaw-dropping images and lots
of damage. Needless to say, I was signed, sealed, delivered, Fed Ex'd, and
Express Mailed on this movie once the end credits rolled.
Anything negative to say about this
fear pit? Well, I did find some of the scene transitions to be a tad abrupt,
but that’s minor. The overall spooky score also took the “tacky” highway during
some of its lighter moments (what was that techno all
about when they took the picture?) and the film also sported a few
inconsistencies (i.e. I’m pretty sure that anyone getting an eye
operation,
taking into account that they haven’t seen anything in their entire
lives, would have their bandages removed for the first time in an overly lit
room).
Come on! That’s just rude! The girl hasn’t seen light since she was 2
years old! Shut the freakin' lights, Doc. In the same vein, why didn’t
that camera flash hurt her eyes? I let it go though and so should you.
Lastly, I had trouble buying the
fact that Lawrence Chou (Dr. Wah) as a
psychotherapist. I don’t know how old the guy is in real life, but he
often looked like he’d be more comfortable delivering my paper on a
skateboard then being behind a desk. That’s not to say that the man beneath
the role is a bad actor (at all!), he just looked
too
young and that affected his credibility factor early on...until I got used
to him. No biggie; just thought I’d mention it…cause I’m that guy!
Overall though, "The Eye" was quite a rewarding watch. I still get the creeps
watching horror movies now and then, but this flick did it to me on a whole
other level. I don’t know what it was, maybe my hormones, lack of sleep,
lack of alcohol or maybe it was just that good! I felt like a born-again
horror virgin in terms of being frightened, it was great to get my fear
cherry popped again. SEE THE EYE!