I See You, written by Andrew Schuth and Justin Stanley, directed by the former Six out of 10

I See You, written by Andrew Schuth and Justin Stanley, directed by the former

Six out of 10

It was by accident that this viewer saw this modest production, taking it for another film, with the same name and released in the same year.

For those who love horror movies, it could be gratifying, enjoyable and worth watching, but for the rest, it is not.

There may be something to say in favor of this thriller – horror film, for instance it exposes the obsession of the age with recording everything we do.

The main character, Steve, is recording everything he does on camera to the point where this indicates a perversion.

He is as narcissistic as the rather ridiculous president of the United States is and he gradually becomes a killer.

What can be intriguing, perhaps captivating in a sense is the fact that the different video recordings are juxtaposed between them, older ones are mixed with newer ones and thus, the viewer could be confused.

The question whether the antihero has killed one or the other – maybe all – of the other characters seems pertinent when considering that they keep appearing in the images recoded for the blog.

If Vanessa was killed, why do we still see her?

There is also the issue of the editing, special effects and the fact that the other most important figure is outré herself.

On their first encounter – if we estimate correctly – Vanessa declares that with some wine, she is capable to do anything or words to that effect.

This may suggest that they both like the extremes and then the games they play may involve fake blood, for instance.

There is also a scene where Steve attacks his flat mate, rival and maybe friend for a while, Rick, and then he has sex with Vanessa in a pool of blood.

Alternatively, maybe that is just a prop.

Surely, for those in the audience who pay attention to what happens, it will all make sense and the result may be formidable.

It must be emphasized that the motion picture could be excellent and only the lack of concentration annihilated the result.

For not finding it engaging and the right cup of tea, this spectator has switched off the focusing capability.

It is also a question of mistaken identity – reading about a genre and a film with Helen Hunt – not a favorite artist, but an indication of something serious in the program anyway – and finding this peculiar movie on screen was a disillusionment.

In conclusion, I See You seemed bizarre and rather modest, but this could well be a wrong qualification and you may well enjoy it.