When his wife is killed in a seemingly random incident Harry (Turturro), prompted by mysterious visions, journeys to discover the true circumstances surrounding her murder.


Nicolas Winding Refn (screenplay by), Hubert Selby Jr. (screenplay by)
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Cast overview, first billed only:
John Turturro ... Harry
Deborah Kara Unger ... Kate
Stephen Eric McIntyre Stephen Eric McIntyre ... Phil (as Stephen McIntyre)
William Allen Young ... Agent Lawrence
Gene Davis ... Ed (as Eugene M. Davis)
Mark Houghton ... Diner Cop
Jacqueline Ramel ... Claire
James Remar ... Peter
Nadia Litz ... Ellen
Amanda Ooms ... Prostitute
Liv Corfixen ... Hotel Waitress
Frank Adamson ... Adamson
Spencer Duncanson Spencer Duncanson ... Man
Dan K. Toth Dan K. Toth ... Hotel Clerk
Jeffrey R. Lawrence Jeffrey R. Lawrence ... Sergeant Frank


After his wife is murdered in a parking garage, mall security agent Harry obsessively studies security camera footage in order to find out who has killed her and why. After the discovery of a meaningful clue, his investigation soon takes a dark turn. Written by bjongen

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The Past Can Never Be Rewound



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Rated PG-13 for intense thematic material | See all certifications »

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The thought map of Harry Caine is inspired by the thought maps that Nicolas Winding Refn puts up on his wall when starting a new film project. See more »


[first lines]
Harry: Unit 14 here. I got a white, middle-aged male, he just took a cardigan and slipped it into his bag. Area A-91, over.
Control Room Guard: Copy. Got the suspect on camera. Over.
Harry: Stay on him, here I go...
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Crazy Credits

The closing credits appear on footage from CCTV security tapes. See more »


References Barton Fink (1991) See more »


Lonely Rooms
Written and performed by Dana LaCroix
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No fear
13 April 2003 | by RainfoxSee all my reviews

* * ½ (2½ of 5)

Fear X

Directed by: Nicolas Winding Refn, 2003

No fear

Nicolas Winding Refn is easily the most interesting Danish director around today. While his tracklisting before Fear X included only two movies - the gritty, streetwise and perfectly captured debut Pusher (1996) and the more ambitious and pseudo-melancholic Bleeder (1999) - he'd already worked up a name for himself as the enfant terrible of, if not European, then Danish cinema.

Refn, like Tarantino (a major influence) and many other angry young directors from the 90s, grew up a movie nerd, raised on action b-movies, Hong Kong slambang and drawing inspiration from cult movies rather than mainstream (accepted) classics.

Yet he also belongs to the elite here (where Tarantino is still CEO) as he has a keen understanding of pure movie making, storytelling and creating angles and unique approaches in what has turned into some sort of predictable genre by itself.

Notice how in Pusher the downright rotten character of Frank (intoxicatingly portrayed by Kim Bodnia) gradually gains our sympathy in his many struggles as the movie progresses. And how in Bleeder Refn still keeps you glued despite the raw and sudden turn in events (Bodnia in another amazing performance) that might have seemed simply uncalled for and repulsive in the script.

Fear X is Refns $7 million dollar American (filmed in Canada actually) debut starring John Turturro and the always welcome James Remar (remember 48 Hours?).

What exactly went wrong here is hard to pinpoint. See, Refn not only had everything going for him, he enlisted Stanley Kubrick's famed photographer (The Shining) Larry Smith and wrote the story together with Hubert Selby (Last Exit To Brooklyn) and he got Turturro to star.

It opens like magic. Refn might be an obsessive perfectionist but the visual ripe beauty and subdued enigmatic thriller qualities of the first hour are breathtaking in both their simplicity and perfectionism. Turturro too seems completely at home here, actually displaying an honest apprehension I have longed to see him take on since Redford's Quiz Show.

The story is interesting. Security guard Harry Caine works at a shopping mall but is stunned by grief when his wife is viciously shot and murdered in the underground parking lot. Caine then spends all his spare time insanely going through CCTV security tapes, hoping to spot the identity of the killer.

Refn's patient opening and sleepy but crispy audiotative visuals makes everything seem in slow-motion. Fear X promises to be a truly effective thriller by now. Notice how cars seem to roll rather than drive and how the scenes within the mall are un-hectic and almost drugged. We feel comfortable in Refn's sure hands but also sense a layered unease about to be revealed later on.

Already here - with cops and security guards in furry Parker coats, minimal and loopy dialogue and brooding snow-covered suburdan scenes that melt into each other - many will draw parallels to Fargo (1996), but that can really only be deemed a testament to how defining the Coens benchmark still is and not as valid critisism of Fear X.

No, what is troublesome is how Refn goes absolutely nowhere in the last part of movie. Caine's journey leads him to a hotel that in itself will have you screaming for another Coen gem also starring Turturro (Turturro, hotel, get it?) That is, if you're not already bogged down by the shameless nods to The Shining with the suspiciously dark red colors of the hotel furnishing, the tricky lighting and the substitute violent red-liquid scene.

There's more. Refn even spices things up with David Lynch mannerisms and comments. Caine is on a kamikaze downfall by now, but the subplot (I won't reveal it) of why and who murdered his wife is so blatantly poor that when the hotel bell clerk comments to Caine: "We provide all sorts of entertainment here" - we don't feel that Refn just popped in a cheerful thumbs-up to Lynch's Twin Peaks, but is desperately trying to thicken his sullen gravy of a plot.

It's a shame. Fear X ends as a pretentious and self-conscious mess that started out like a long-lost classic and perfect thriller.

Director Nicolas Refn is a natural - a master of sound and image - with an astute feel for vibe and engaging storytelling, but Fear X is pretentious way beyond its title alone, dumb when it should be smart and edgy for all the wrong reasons.

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4 April 2003 (Denmark) See more »

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