An all around disastrous failure. Oh god. Someone should put all the outstanding prints of this film on an island near Boston and then invite Leo's imaginary arsonist enemy to set them all on fire.
Neither a compelling drama nor a successful psychological thriller, this film tries and fails to develop any legitimate suspense. Lightening? Scary music? Low angle pans in the woods? It verges on farce. Minutes in I found myself wishing the film could have been re-written as a send off or dark comedy. It probably would still have been a failure, but at least I wouldn't have been the only one laughing at the tear-stained face of a man momentarily tricked by his psychiatrist into believe that his delusions were real.
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