Anne Marie's Women's Pictures continues with her month-long look at the films of Jane Campion.
Before you look at me askance for choosing the 2003 film In the Cut for this week’s Jane Campion movie, let me share a smattering of the comments people have made at TFE and on Facebook about it:
“if you're going to cover 5 of her 7 films anyway, why not tackle the absolute worst of the lot?”
“fyi don't listen to anyone who says IN THE CUT is a bad movie. it's fantastic & worth finding.”
“I don't like In the Cut but as far as failures go, it's definitely one of the more interesting/intriguing ones.”
“IN THE CUT is one of my very very very very favorites of ever in everdom.”
With such wildly varied responses, my interest was piqued. And now, having watched In the Cut twice, I must say: everyone is right. It’s a terrible thriller. It’s also a fascinating meditation on the complicated, kinky relationship between sex and violence, told from a woman’s perspective. It is the simultaneously the most and least Campion-like film we’ve watched this month. In The Cut is a messy, ugly, beautiful contradiction.