A subtly surreal psychological noir thriller in the vein of, yep that's right, David Lynch! Operating at a slooooooow pace, Suture follows Clay's journey to reconstruct his identity following an attempt on his life that leaves him unsure of his true self.
To make a long story a little short and not so spoilery, Suture starts like....... this!
Clay visits his twin-not-so-twin brother (take note of this detail) Vincent after the passing of their father. Vincent takes in Clay but has to leave to go on a trip so, while commuting to the airport, Vincent makes it extremely clear that Clay should stay nearby and answer the phone in the car as Vincent often receives calls that way and it may be work related. After they say goodbye, Vincent calls the car from a payphone in the airport, declaring his immense regret for doing so to Clay, then triggering an explosion in the car, nearly killing Clay, leaving him amnesiac and blind in one eye. He gets rushed to hospital while Ring of Fire plays. In my personal opinion, this is one of the greatest opening 15 minutes in any film ever. Immediately sets the tone for a story that simultaneously oozes paranoia and acerbic wit. It's aggressively '90s in the best way possible.
Now you're probably wondering why he would go about doing that? To start a new life of course! Vincent wanted to start anew with his father's inheritance, using Clay's body as proof of his own death. This is where the surrealist aspects come in. The two brothers? They look nothing alike. Vincent's white and Clay's black, but not a single person can tell the difference, not even their mother. It's a little gimmicky at first but it's the one comedic bit and piece of levity in a film that's twisty and mysterious, and one that I think pays off pretty well in the back half.
So Vincent thought Clay would die, but well actually uhmm uh oh he's alive! But he doesn't remember shit! The doctors mistake Clay for Vincent and, with the help of his mother, begin rejogging his memory. Only... it's not his memory!!! Oooohhh! A pretty good time at da movies
A subtly surreal psychological noir thriller in the vein of, yep that's right, David Lynch! Operating at a slooooooow pace, Suture follows Clay's journey to reconstruct his identity following an attempt on his life that leaves him unsure of his true self.
To make a long story a little short and not so spoilery, Suture starts like....... this!
Clay visits his twin-not-so-twin brother (take note of this detail) Vincent after the passing of their father. Vincent takes in Clay but has to leave to go on a trip so, while commuting to the airport, Vincent makes it extremely clear that Clay should stay nearby and answer the phone in the car as Vincent often receives calls that way and it may be work related. After they say goodbye, Vincent calls the car from a payphone in the airport, declaring his immense regret for doing so to Clay, then triggering an explosion in the car, nearly killing Clay, leaving him amnesiac and blind in one eye. He gets rushed to hospital while Ring of Fire plays. In my personal opinion, this is one of the greatest opening 15 minutes in any film ever. Immediately sets the tone for a story that simultaneously oozes paranoia and acerbic wit. It's aggressively '90s in the best way possible.
Now you're probably wondering why he would go about doing that? To start a new life of course! Vincent wanted to start anew with his father's inheritance, using Clay's body as proof of his own death. This is where the surrealist aspects come in. The two brothers? They look nothing alike. Vincent's white and Clay's black, but not a single person can tell the difference, not even their mother. It's a little gimmicky at first but it's the one comedic bit and piece of levity in a film that's twisty and mysterious, and one that I think pays off pretty well in the back half.
So Vincent thought Clay would die, but well actually uhmm uh oh he's alive! But he doesn't remember shit! The doctors mistake Clay for Vincent and, with the help of his mother, begin rejogging his memory. Only... it's not his memory!!! Oooohhh! A pretty good time at da movies
