Taking Lives - Director's Cut [Warner]

 

Do you know what your children are watching?

By WADE GOSSETT

Angelina Jolie is pretty good as a top FBI profiler invited to Montreal to assist the locals with a string of gruesome murders that span at least a decade. She has unusual techniques and powers of deduction, but also a frosty demeanor that alienates the other detectives. Almost immediately, she hones in on a suspect and determines that the murderer assumes the lives and identities of his victims after killing them. What she does not expect is a sudden sexual and romantic entanglement with the only victim to have escaped the serial killer (Ethan Hawke). She knows that it compromises her objectivity.

Hawke is an always dependable actor, and there are other elements I liked about the film: Tchéky Karyo (as a Canadian policeman) always lends a certain suaveness to any film; director D. J. Caruso brings enough grimness and dread to keep one focused; and, the North American setting is out of the ordinary (although the film was shot in Quebec City, not Montreal).

However, "Taking Lives" never escapes its B-level pedigree and remains an unremarkable entry to the serial killer genre. It may look good, but it can't get away from the preposterousness of its own plot. Alert viewers will have no problem figuring out who's who before the end, and even if they don't, they'll still find the ending unsatisfying.

The Director's Cut version is not only in widescreen, but it differs substantially with the theatrical version. Not in terms of story, or ending, but in those far more important areas of how much sex and gore one can pack in a movie. There are plenty of both. There's an extended steamy scene between Jolie and Hawke, with more aggressive thrusting and nudity. In addition, there's more gore, especially one scene where a venerable supporting actress loses her head quite graphically.

The principal special features include outtakes (their pleasant, light tone contrasts awkwardly with the film's gruesomeness) and four featurettes that are essentially promo pieces.

Bottom line: Still a B-flick, but with more boobs and blood than was shown in theaters.

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