Brandi, a young woman (Mena Suvari), both hard-working and needlessly hedonistic mows a homeless man (Stephen Rea) down in her car whilst under the influence, leaving him embedded in her windscreen close to death. What would you do in this situation? No doubt drive to the nearest hospital and suffer the consequences, right? Erm, perhaps not. There's a little of Brandi in all of us, that dithering fear that causes you to act irrationally in times of panic and vulnerability. Don't condemn her as it hasn't happened to you yet, although as things escalate within the storyline the true Duality of Man surfaces; you'll do anything to save yourself from possible doom, and you know it.
Based on the true story of how Chante Jawan Mallard left Gregory Biggs in her garage to die horribly caught in her windscreen, veteran director Stuart Gordon (Re-Animator, From Beyond, Dolls) challenges us to stare deep into the abyss in this superlative feature. Yes, it does stretch plausibility somewhat in places, but watching a man die slowly in pain doth not a good thriller make, let's be honest. Without giving away much of the storyline, suffice to say that this movie is bleak, very bleak, almost "Begotten" bleak. Which renders it almost unwatchable whilst daring you to pull your eyes away from the screen, if that makes any sense.
Details on Aspect Ratio / Extra Features are scant at this point, but in the case of the latter I doubt there's much for such a small release of a film that never QUITE made it to cinemas in the UK (Should have gone to Cannes, shouldn't you?). Don't let that put you off, watch the film without prejudice and without a partner, as I doubt he/she will enjoy it. You're the sick one, remember?