Second Skin (2000) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) |
This
is the usual noir formula where nothing is what it pretends to
be.
Bookstore owner is visited by woman looking for a job. He turns her down. As she leaves his shop, she is hit by a car, and the accident causes her to get amnesia. Amnesia is probably my second favorite corny plot device after the evil twin. Anyway, he's not really a book store owner, she doesn't really have amnesia. |
She has a boyfriend in town, or is he some guy sent to rein her in from some job? She seems to have amnesia and not remember the boyfriend, then she seems to be working with the boyfriend against the bookstore owner, then she seems to be working with the bookstore owner against the boyfriend. They all seem to be double-crossing a psychopathic Cleveland mobster who like to ride in cars where the rich Corinthian leather is tanned from human skin. |
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It's
all about two million dollars. Nothing is what it seems.
It's just a typical unremarkable genre film except for
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It's a disappointment
for some of the people involved:
Director Darryl Roodt made the excellent South African version of Cry, the Beloved Country with Richard Harris and James Earl Jones. Actually, he did a good job on Second Skin as well, but I'm surprised to see him apply his talent to a project with so little merit. Angus McFadyen? I thought he had a real career! I was not only surprised to see him slumming here, but was shocked that he did it so poorly. He can be and has been much better than this. |
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