Jake Scully comes home to find his girlfriend with another man and has to find a new place. In between his acting workshops and his job in a vampire B-movie, he scans the paper looking for anything. He happens to meet Sam Bouchard, a fellow actor who needs a house sitter. Both are pleased with the arrangement that will have Jake staying in the house and for a sweetener, Sam shows him his favorite neighbor, a well-built woman who strips with her window open each night. Jake becomes obsessed with meeting her and is able to help recover her purse from a thief, but shows his own phobia, he is incapacitated by claustrophobia when the thief runs through a tunnel. When Jake witnesses a murder, he finds out that the police love to pin crimes on peeping Toms. Jake discovers that here are just too many coincidences but must hunt them down himself without the police. Written by
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When Jake is being interrogated by the detective, the detective initially says that he has a problem with Jake because Jake is the only witness to the murder. Later in the interrogation, the detective says that he can not hold Jake because he has witnesses to back up Jake's story. See more »
What is one of the cardinal rules of cinema? Never mix genres it is always a disaster. This film wants to be a thriller, romantic comedy. As usual, nothing works and it is a complete disaster. People under 40 praising the movie, if you sneezed in 1984, you would have missed your chance to see this movie in a theater. When we walked into the multiplex, I said to my brother, its way, way, back in the butt cinema, we are in trouble. Yes, we were; let's start with the worst lead actors in any DePalma movie. Wasson and Griffith, are you kidding me? How about Deborah Shelton who shows why she has one or two lines when she speaks. The scene that tells you all you need to know when Shelton is drilled above your head, camera shooting up, you see her blood gushing, then her guard dog is attacking Wasson, wasn't that great? I couldn't stop laughing. Look, he is one of my favorite directors I own all of his movies with three exceptions this one and THE BONFIRE OF THE VANITIES and MISSION TO MARS. Brian is a complete disaster when he strays outside of the purview of his talents: thriller and drama.
Then we are treated to a stalking segment that even gave me, a man, the creeps. He follows her around the mall watching her buy underwear, cops her panties, get the picture? Sound appealing? What was Brian thinking? The segment goes on for fifteen minutes that feels like two days. We get long periods of him watching Holly, he discovers later, nude dancing and self pleasuring, bring the kiddies. The trouble is later when Holly is in real danger my audience started laughing even when Henry brained her with a crowbar. See, when you mix genres audiences get lost. Is that supposed to be funny? Who knows? It has lots of these moments when whether it is satire or suspense only Brian knows? I can tell you this: it sucks.
In the middle of the movie, inexplicably, the narrative comes to a complete stop. We now are treated to a soft core porno movie with the 360 degree spinning camera that is guaranteed to make you puke up your popcorn pronto. What Holly is doing to him cannot be written, it looks like looking for loose change, if you know what I mean? This is not all, it gets worse, believe it or not, it now has a five minute music video of that dreadful piece of poop RELAX. I was yelling,"Relax, don't do it when you want to stop it." Why is this in the movie? What did they give him a big check? Product placement on steroids. Every master is entitled to a bomb. Alfred Hitchcock made the unwatchable THE TROUBLE WITH HARRY and this is DePalma's terrible StinkBomb. Do not buy the movie, it is stupid, boring, weird and fruity. It is not an art film; it is a bad film.
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