Synopsis
A writer searching for the dead is about to uncover the killer.
A murder mystery writer misreads the nervous man he bullies in a spooky Hollywood mansion.
A murder mystery writer misreads the nervous man he bullies in a spooky Hollywood mansion.
Warum schlafende Hunde wecken, Ahol alvó kutyák hevernek, Sleeping Dogs – Tagebuch eines Mörders, Diário de um Crime, Там, где покоится зло, Confesión criminal, 桃色女人香, Diario di un assassino
An almost-there thriller about Dylan McDermott, a movie writer, who takes up residence in the 'decaying' mansion that he's supposed to be selling while, also, writing a novel about the grisly murders that took place in the mansion. In walks a nervous Tom Sizemore who starts to live there alongside McDermott, and, slowly, starts dropping macabre one-liners to an unraveling McDermott. Not too hard to guess where it's going to go, but things do get a little bonkers in the last 15-20 minutes.
Needed more Sharon Stone!
From the wiki on the C.E. Toberman estate, which is way cooler than this movie:
The house was built for Charles E. Toberman (1880-1981), a noted real estate developer who was known as…
Special shoutout to Lou, who put me onto an Ebay seller basically just giving away big box sets of vintage VHS thrillers for 10 bucks apiece. It's kind of a jackpot because all the movies reflect a good taste in the genre, the right time period specificity, a select range of the different types and sub-styles—and yet the willingness to just throw these prize treasures away for some change? One man's trash is apparently another man's classic pulp.
This movie is definitely a connoisseur's choice and won't appeal to the average viewer, but of course I liked it; it's very slow and character-driven, with many strange choices and there's a great "where's this going" quality to the mystery even if…
"To live is to battle with fiends in the vaults of hearts and mind. To write that is to sit in judgment over one's own self"--Henrik Ibsen
"I've always believed that when things go bad, they're gonna get worse. Like someone once said--In L.A., you can find sympathy in a dictionary and everything else in a drug store"
I long wanted to see this one because it was a trailer on a vhs tape I used to watch quite a bit years back, so when i randomly caught that this was on Amazon Prime i knew i had to watch it post haste...and it's adequate cheese! It's pure grade A cheese, but it seems like everyone in the movie is…
Man this stinks, but somehow landed Sharon Stone a year prior to Basic Instinct.
This here's a thoroughly forgotten thriller, rated R for language, so I guess actually thrilling probably isn't on its mind. It caught Sharon Stone between Total Recall and Basic Instinct, and Dylan McDermott poking around a murder house twenty years before American Horror Story: Murder House, and looking scarcely any different.
This is not to be confused with other movies with similar titles - no bestiality, no robo-babes - this is strictly one of those movies where everything that was going to happen, happened before the movie started. From hereon out, it's just trying to understand what happened, and nothing further happening.
Unless you consider Stone in a swimsuit or McDermott shirtless to be something happening. Those happen once each.
Excuse me, I’d like to send this back to the kitchen? I ordered a sexy thriller and I was served 90 minutes of Dylan McDermott looking like he hasn’t had a shower in 8 months and refusing to bed the thirstiest Sharon Stone I’ve ever seen.
One of the worst films I've ever seen. So thankful Dylan learned how to act. At least 45 minutes of this movie is Dylan McDermott mumbling to himself which should be replaced with 45 minutes of Sharon Stone doing literally anything. I spent the first 20 minutes thinking Dylan was putting on a bit but no, that's the character for the entirety of the movie. Also had no idea what was happening almost the whole run time. Sharon Stone is turning looks though but you can just google to see what she's wearing.
My mom saw this movie in the 90s and way overhyped it. It’s alright, it’s heart is in the right place and it kinda works in that hazy, semi-sleepy 90s thriller way. But it’s also aggressively average in many ways.
Tom Sizemore is super skinny. His character is what’s interesting about the film but also doesn’t really work. I don’t want to get too spoilery but this is a movie that thinks it’s super dark when it’s really kinda grey. You’ll probably figure it out by the halfway mark.
Dylan McDermott is playing a really shitty writer and I’m not sure that the script realizes how shitty he is. He probably deserves to be homeless. Sharon Stone is in like 2 scenes, don’t get excited. There are no dogs.
It is kind of insane how much charm this movie holds, because it is no where near anything good. But it has this feel, almost as if it was made in the late 40's- early 50's, it has such an Old Hollywood quality to it. It is kind of sad how it just flops. It is sad how much can go to waste when writing is just atrocious.
I wish I could say there was anything redeemable about this picture, except that it has brilliant vibes and Sharon Stone in another Catherine Tramell-esque role before she was ever Catherine, but that is pretty much about it. I would also like to plea with the people who put Sharon's face on…
"Lets do the story! Lets do the story!"
I was left waiting, and waiting... and waiting. "Where Sleepig Dogs Lie" is a sleepy, and cold-hearted psychological thriller with a lot converstational pieces and reflective posturing which doesn't go anywhere with it all. Dylan McDermott plays a struggling writer Bruce Simmons who moonlights as a real estate agent to earn some cash, yet he moves into the house he's meant to be selling after finding himself homeless. There he accidently uncovers the house's dark history - the previous tennants were brutally slaughtered by a murderer who was never caught. So there becomes the basis of his next novel... without realising what he's really getting into. Also a stranger (Tom Sizemore) arrives…