Some like their romantic comedies and others love period dramas or science fiction; I’ve got a long thing going with twisted tales—not quite horror—but seriously dark drama. Dead Ringers, The Comfort of Strangers, Blue Velvet, The Music of Chance are a few old favorites and I’m always in search of a new fix. This year’s Venice Film Festival will premiere two entries that sound promising: Steve McQueen’s Shame and Roman Polanski’s Carnage, while Cannes has already seen the debut of Pedro Almodóvar’s The Skin I Live In. As with most controversial films the reviews have been mixed, but more importantly, Skin had people talking (“disturbing,” “operatic,” “perverse,”). The muddled premise descriptions have had me curious from the outset and the short teaser left me wanting more. So no matter that we don’t entirely understand the storyline (Antonio Banderas = surgeon/madman(?) seeking revenge against men who raped his daughter while also carrying out some strange experiment involving synthetic skin and a captive woman) and who cares that one of the trailers is in Spanish? The more we see, the more intrigued we shall be:
Antonio Banderas is said to be fantastic in the film, which also stars Elena Anaya, Jan Cornet and Marisa Paredes. The Skin I Live In hits U.S. theaters October 14, 2011.