The Skin I Live In
The Skin I Live In is one of the weirder, sort of non-obvious scary movies you’ll probably ever see. It stars Antonio Banderas as a surgeon, and I won’t tell you too much about the plot. I know I tend to say that a lot in reviews, but I want you to discover this the same way I did; it is strangely haunting. The first part of the movie is going to really be upsetting to you, as it was to me, but stick with it. I mean, it really is sort of an interesting movie with an extraordinary premise. I’ll just give you a hint — shall I give you a hint? The movie opens with a beautiful woman locked in a room with a housekeeper, a lot of monitors, and Antonio Banderas sort of being aloof with his person. I don’t want to tell you much more than that, except that he’s a surgeon — hint, hint — that there is no wife on premises — hint, hint — and I’m not going to tell you anything more than that. Discover it for yourself. It is not for the squeamish, but it is sort of an interesting notion about living in somebody else’s skin, and who we become — it’s a very interesting movie. As I said, I wasn’t crazy about it. In fact, I don’t really walk out on movies but I thought, I’m not sure I necessarily want to be here. And then, it sort of grows on you, and then it kind of haunts you. So, I give it four stars.