Last night was something of a protracted night at the bar for me, which might not have been the worst thing in the world. My busy social stretch is in full-swing, leaving me pretty darned tired at the end of each week. I’m surprised I have any energy leftover to watch a thing…let alone write about it.
However, my jaunt to pub night was well worth it for the stack of dvd’s my good friend Bob Turnbull loaned me to further my thriller sensibilities. Two titles in the stack intrigue me: SYMPATHY FOR LADY VENGEANCE and THIRST. Given the delightfully twisted nature of OLDBOY and SYMPATHY FOR MR VENGEANCE, I’m quite anxious to curl into a ball of nerves as these films play out on my TV.
Then tonight, I remembered that the director of these twisted tales is about to make the jump to North America and offer us something domestic. But of course, “domestic” doesn’t mean that the creep factor is getting lowered. Did you think that was going to be the case?