What if Pulse's psychological exploration of dread and isolation brought about by the rise of 21st century digital communication collided head-on with Hackers' cheesy unrealistic depiction of the internet and the end result was directed by a Brian De Palma knock-off whose main inspiration was seemingly the guys behind Catalina Video? You'd end up with .com for Murder, an aggressively unerotic cyber thriller that is simultaneously sleazy and sleazeless with such shockingly low stakes that it somehow wraps back around to being exhilarating in just how illogical it gets. Y2K paranoia in all its glory.
What if Pulse's psychological exploration of dread and isolation brought about by the rise of 21st century digital communication collided head-on with Hackers' cheesy unrealistic depiction of the internet and the end result was directed by a Brian De Palma knock-off whose main inspiration was seemingly the guys behind Catalina Video? You'd end up with .com for Murder, an aggressively unerotic cyber thriller that is simultaneously sleazy and sleazeless with such shockingly low stakes that it somehow wraps back around to being exhilarating in just how illogical it gets. Y2K paranoia in all its glory.
