Being John Malkovich
John Cusak, Cameron Diaz, Catherine Keener and, of course, John Malkovich
Gramercy Pictures 1999
I remember that various friends and compatriots had insisted that I must see this film way back when before the tilt of the millenium, but for some reason, I never got around to it until this weekend, when I finally did, and I must say that yes, it is definitely worth a watch, and it leaves you faintly disturbed, and you don't really know why.
Everyone knows the premise, I should think: guy finds a passage in his office that leads into John Malkovich's brain, where for a short time, you get to BE John Malkovich.
One of my favourites scenes is the one in which JM goes through the tunnel himself, which answered the question that I had early on, what would happen if Malcovich gets to BE Malcovich - lemmetellya, JP Sartre himself would have been flabbergasted, sputtering something like "QUOI LE BAISSE?" (or something of the sort)
And of course I don't want to spoil anything ferya'll, so I'll just let you know that you can sort through the metaphysical implications of "self" while you watch it, and I will state unequivocally that the only true victim in the film is poor JM himself . . . the rest are fairly dastardly.
And kudos to Diaz for "dressing down" (by cinema standards) - this was the first film I've seen of her where she looks like a normal woman.
VG

