directed by Brian De Palma (1984)
This is another one I won't mind checking out again because I didn't write anything about it when I watched it, except these few notes.
Meta movie making from De Palma - an indictment of the viewer, equating the film industry with peeping tom voyeurism and taking pleasure in viewing others.
Another crazy fucking movie. It wasn't hard to figure out what was going on plotwise - that there was a twist, just what the hell kind?
Dude so looks like Bill Maher.
It has some seriously cool shots, like the POV from the grave, and the whole music video scene in the fetish club with Frankie Goes to Hollywood.
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