I Come With The Rain is certainly not typically a film in which you'd expect Josh Hartnett to be involved with. Abandon what you know of his previous acting history, for here we see him bravely stepping right out of his comfort zone and into this deeply symbolic meditation on religion, art and mental disintegration, unwisely disguised and marketed as a mainstream action-thriller.
Hired by a billionaire industrialist to find his missing son, Hartnett plays Kline, a profoundly disturbed ex-cop who finds himself in Hong Kong ballancing the confrontation his torturous, terrifying past and maintaining his present profession as a private eye. Intrinsically, I Come With The Rain is a film to be experienced as a richly atmospheric, exquisitely stylised nightmare vision.
Unique in every conviction, aesthetically gorgeous and featuring one of the most memorable breakthrough performances in the past few years, I Come With The Rain uses its pretentions and manipulates them into art. It will leave you in a wearying state of disorientation and amazement and is undeniably rewarding viewing for anybody interested in intense, original and brave arthouse filmmaking.