The thriller genre seems to be lurching through a bad patch going by the recent ones I’ve seen (with the glaring exception of the superb Animal Kingdom). Polanski’s The Ghost was a creditable effort (is he even capable of making a bad film?), but as is endemic these days it seems, had some gaping plot holes. The Disappearance of Alice Creed started well, but fell apart. The Girl Who Played With Fire had a promising beginning but collapsed into schlock. The Killer Inside Me I hated for its gratuitous violence, its misogyny, its failure to give any insight into the psyche of the psycho-killer lead character, and its stupid ending.
I wasn’t expecting much of Chloe. Not only is it another thriller – it’s an ‘erotic’ thriller. Fark. That’s usually not good. Not in my experience, anyway. Continue reading ‘Chloe’ – Movie Review