I already reviewed this seriously once so on this rewatch with my husband let me just say: imagine how shitty and dumb you have to be to be cheating on VIRGINIA MADSEN
Knowing what I know about The Truman Show, I had originally expected to go into this film in 2021 with some predictable insights about livestreamers and YouTubers, and the ways in which individuals will as their principal income source broadcast their lives to vast digital audiences, often to an algorithmically or financially necessarily excess. I think of the endless sea of video game streamers, I think of the speedrunners who grind hours of attempts on camera occasionally without ever ceasing…
Oh, oh, oh my fucking god.
Let's talk about Martine Beswick. Let's talk about the first transformation sequence, in which Dr. Jekyll swallows his brilliant new hormone cocktail and is suddenly, swiftly, and totally transformed into the female persona of Sister Hyde. Her self-realization is gradual and you can trace every inch of it on her face as it appears; Beswick's performance is loaded with the smallest of smallest physiognomic tics. Everything about her is carried so carefully and deliberately,…
God, I wish this movie was good.
The soundtrack is fun. Not spectacular, but fun, especially its extremely jarring needle-drop of "Rasputin." And maybe it makes me a Bad Feminist Trans Girl Film Watcher or whatever but the only person in the movie who seemed to actually be acting worth a damn was its most prominent male actor, James Paxton, as our vampiric heroine's brother Mark. Then again, maybe male writer-director Brad Michael Elmore just doesn't know how to direct…