Denis Villeneuve takes this story and breaks it down in a way that I can understand.
I've never read the book, but I watched the extended cut of Lynch's movie last year and I found it incomprehensible. Villeneuve strips down that same heady material and makes it relatable. He finds a way to reflect our world by streamlining many of it's concepts. Unfortunately he spends so much time finding ways for us to understand the material he forgets to make…

Expectations can be a finicky thing. There's no denying Dev Patel made a quality picture, maybe a higher quality picture than I was expecting, but it's not the gonzo revenge vehicle that I wanted.
It starts becoming that movie at a certain point, after our hero gets fished out of some soupy water, delivering on the kitschy vibe that was promised to us, while adding some indie spirit into the mix. It's fun. That's what is missing from the first…

This isn't the grimy grindhouse experience that was teased in the fake trailer all those years ago, and it's only around half the slasher flick promised in the red band trailer. This is more in line with late-90's Scream imitators.
What made Eli Roth's Grindhouse trailer so memorable was how sick and depraved, and downright filthy it all seemed to be. What Roth gives us here, with the exception of a few key moments of knarliness, is a slick studio-sanctioned…