For those who think "Star Trek" is too cheery to be called science-fiction, there's this movie. Manhattan serves as a kind of psychological petri dish for aliens with telepathic powers, and Sewell is the hapless target of the invaders who can rearrange skyscrapers, change your identity and plot to take over the Earth, yet can't devise a movie plot that holds water.
Co-writer/director Proyas (
The Crow) angles to keep us off-balance about what's real and what isn't, but what he does is confuse us to the point that we don't care anymore. Still, there's no denying the wild imagery, unlike anything seen in a movie theater for some years. On the other hand, you can go to an art museum and see wild imagery, too, and you don't have to watch
Kiefer Sutherland explain it to you.
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