So, my wife and I went to see Shutter Island on Sunday. While the previews were of the “here’s a federal marshal going into a loony bin on an island”, we felt it was rather certain that it was really a “crazy inmate of said loony bin who thinks he’s a federal marshall.”
But we went to see it anyway. We figured maybe the telling of the man’s story would be interesting, and the discovery of how he came unglued would be entertaining.
The production values for the movie were high. The actor are top notch, including Ben Kingsley and Max Von Sydow. Yes, Ming the Merciless and Gandhi team up to build a loony bin on an island.
So, it is obvious rather early on that the main character is, for lack of a better term, trippin’. He keeps having World War II flashbacks to a concentration camp. He keeps “remembering” his dead wife, who supposedly died in a fire.He goes around “discovering” clues about a mysterious extra patient.
I say that the movie is actually pretty good, until about the last ten minutes. If you go to see this movie, you can leave the theatre once he gets to the top of the lighthouse and Ben Kingsley is there. Leave immediately to save yourself the disappointment, and assume that the movie ends with a bunch of dragons coming and setting fire to the entire island while Leonardo DiCaprio escapes on the back of a a flying unicorn.
On netflix, I would give it a 2 out of 5. I would never watch this movie again.