My house is my prison. A young woman artist named Miriam with obvious psychological problems in search of herself goes to Venice. After visiting a local church, her life suddenly changes, but not in the way she wanted - on returning home, the careless, cheating and drinking husband returns to her, and now they all live together in a new mansion in the bosom of the wild. But suddenly her life turns into a nightmare, turning her into a prisoner of her own home.
Honestly, to watch this schizophrenic nonsense I forced myself through the force. The film falls into the “shiz” every 15-20 minutes, the plot is simply sucked out of the finger and blurred for 98 minutes of timekeeping (apparently, nothing more interesting than the director – he is a screenwriter – could not think of). Absolutely wild, rusty-eyed editing, psychedelic computer graphics turn the spectacle into a dull slide show. The plot develops sluggishly, it becomes uninteresting to observe what is happening already from the second half of the film.
The characters were very disappointed. Schizophrenic Miriam performed by a brilliant and rather interesting actress of the 80s – early 90s Shari Shattak plays without enthusiasm, as if the director made her play the role “under the stick” – the same template and dull scenes. The husband of the heroine in my opinion is the most adequate character in the picture, although he appears here rather in the form of furniture. And I fully understand his motives, given the behavior of his abnormal wife.
The remaining characters are secondary and caricatured and do not affect the plot as a whole (apparently, they were woven into the script to artificially increase timekeeping).
Hell monsters, which are Miriam in a dream and in reality through her restless neighbors, are completely not frightening, computer graphics in places looks good, but it is inserted not always to the place and in general the film does not stretch.
There is also a tendency to copypaste from other, more iconic mystical and horror films, which is especially noticeable with the appearance in a small role of actor Tony Todd - isn't this a reference to the cult "Candyman"? Finally, the whole indistinct storyline of the film is an inept curtsey towards Rosemary's Baby.
I do not recommend this madness to anyone.
2 out of 10
Unsuccessful and completely passable last role in the movie for the once interesting and stylish actress Shary Shattack.