I loved this small movie, mainly because of the plucky main character played brilliantly and flawlessly by Robin Tunney (who I admired in Niagara, Niagara as well). You can't take your eyes off of her. The story is sad, weird and everything an indie movie should be about except the thriller part--which I alsoliked. This movie had all kinds of pace and moved easily from first to fifth gear in the third act. I loved the use of color, especially in the stalker's daydreams. This movie is like one of those intensely interesting abstract paintings--you're not sure what it all means or how it connects but it is a joy to look at and think about. Oh and the soundtrack is fabulous. I read a review that talked about the prison of pop songs in their unrelenting subjectivity, like a stalker's adoration. I would like to think that that very thought inspired this movie.
