In an effort to find a relatively short Netflix movie to watch last Saturday, I settled on
Enemy, starring Jake Gyllenhaal.
I mean, I've always been pretty sympathetic to him as an actor, and this movie featured a mysterious doppelgänger, and those stories are usually sort of fun, aren't they? Well, not always, as it turned out. Unfortunately, I had forgotten that this movie had been renowned for its weird ending. And weird beginning. And several weird bits on the way to the ending.
Look, I recently spent a fair few
words praising A Cure for Wellness for the intriguing possible number of interpretations that could be put on it; and it seems to me that quite a few reviewers more or less praised
Enemy in the same way.
But for me - nah, this one crossed the line. Trying too hard to be a movie that people will talk about by being obscure and arch. And ridiculous.
There is one interpretation of what's going on that pretty much makes sense, up to a point. But let's just say: the spider ruins it all. Don't get it - don't care.
The movie taught me two things: someone in Hollywood really needs to tell Jake to start making movies in which he can be a nice, happy character and face a normal story arc. It's OK to play a normal person, Jake.
Secondly - I didn't realise til it was finished that it was directed by Denis Villeneuve, a director whose main films I have all seen, and
commented upon here. Careful readers may recall that I always find that they have a promising set up, and visually look good, but they always have story problems which cause my interest to dwindle away until by the end I am unsatisfied.
I have given him more than a fair chance to make a movie that has impressed me from beginning to end. He has failed every time.
I
do not like him as a director.