Uncovered (1994) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) |
The restoration of an old Flemish painting leads to a historical mystery, which then develops a parallel in a modern day murder mystery. The restorer (Kate Beckinsale) uncovers a hidden inscription beneath the painting, and that eventually leads her to unlock some secrets hidden in the content of the painting itself, consisting of subtle, long-forgotten messages involving an obscure politically-motivated murder. The painter, unable to represent the murder directly, chose to hide allegorical clues in a chess game being played by the subjects. Meanwhile, events in the restorer's own life start to mirror the progress of that very same chess game. Some of her friends and family are murdered, and she is sent a "captured" chess piece for each victim. She doesn't really get it, so she enlists a chess expert to help her predict the killer's next move. There is nothing especially engaging about either the historical mystery or the parallel contemporary murder mystery, but the movie really isn't bad if you like that sort of thing. It isn't brilliant, but it has its pleasures. I understand that it was based on a really terrific novel. I haven't read it, but I can see how it would be quite similar to The Da Vinci Code. |
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The only glaring weakness of the film is that the acting is hammy and sometimes amateurish. Heaven only knows how Kate Beckinsale ever survived in the acting business after this effort. If you're a Beckinsale fan, you may want to avoid this flick, in which her acting is about at the level of a primary school Christmas show, and she demonstrates a subtlety which was apparently honed at the Vince McMahon Academy of the Dramatic Arts (above). |
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The film does have two very big positives: 1. Extensive nudity from Kate Beckinsale, who hasn't gotten naked on camera before or since, and is now a major star. Some frames show a camera angle right up her spread legs. Is that her coochie, or was she wearing a modesty patch? I don't know. It's just pure blackness, and there is no definition of any kind to be seen up there in the Inn of the Seventh Happiness. 2. Lovely visuals of Barcelona, which is one of the most photogenic cities in the world. In fact, the director was completely smitten by the city and was letting his camera linger on interesting sights even when it was slowing down the movie. |
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