Eye
of the Beholder starts off with a strong sense of visual style. A kind of Rear
Window for the 90's. It's beautiful to behold, but unfortunately, the plot (or
lack of) sets in.
Ewan
McGregor plays an intelligence expert distraught over the unexplained loss of
his wife and child. When on assignment, he becomes obsessed with a woman (sultry
Ashley Judd) he's supposed to be staking out. A woman with a heap load of problems,
I might add.
This
disjointed piece of psychobabble was directed with uncompromising visual flair
by Stephan Elliot (the likable Pricilla: Queen of the Desert). What starts off
as an engrossing thriller, degenerates into a nonsensical mess.
Too
much of this story is unexplained and Eye of the Beholder offers an anticlimactic
ending that left me completely dumbfounded. That's too bad, because this film
is extremely well shot and offers great editing. McGregor and Judd can only do
so much. Before long, Eye of the Beholder loses it's audience with it's sheer
absurdity.
