Synopsis
Murder is a matter of perspective
A psychological thriller about the destructive relationship between a middle-aged man and his mother.
A psychological thriller about the destructive relationship between a middle-aged man and his mother.
Калейдоскоп, 万花筒, Caleidoscópio, 칼레이도스코프
Fuck if I know what that was all about. But very moody and Toby Jones as fab as ever.
Toby Jones is a kind of movie good luck charm: everything he’s in is good. Kaliedoscope maybe continues the trend. I think I need to see it again. It’s very well directed (by his brother, Rupert) and designed. It’s kind of a lonely-man psychological thriller akin to The Conversation.
The story is painstakingly worked out with visual set-ups and call backs, and a sense of unsolvable mystery: how did these characters get to this moment in their lives, who are they, that they act the way they do?
But I’m not sure the full Kaliedoscope matches up to Jones’ sad, preoccupied little man. He’s just trying to grow a little happiness in his dark life, but it’s not working out.
Interesting crime thriller; weird, suspenseful and mesmerizing.
The plot is overall rather simple, yet Jones' superb performance, the characters, the visual style and the no-chronological story telling definitely kept it intriguing and fascinating.
I'd recommend this little thriller gem 😊
Edinburgh International Film Festival - Film #7
No Letterboxd poster, so let's paint an image - Toby Jones stands solemnly in his spartan flat, wondering why there's a bloody body in his bathroom.
What follows is blurry, like piecing together moments of a drunken night. Jones's Carl is just out of prison and decides to start dating again, greeting his female guest with her online username handle.
In the background is the blinking light of an answering machine he refuses to talk to, and in the foreground is the constant nuisance of his mother showing up. Papers start to cover the disappearance of a girl, chopped to bits, as if by the kind of tools Carl keeps under his sink.…
BERBERIAN SOUND STUDIO, hold the berberian, hold the sound, hold the studio.
this is one of the most underrated films i've watched in quite a while. it expires from netflix streaming in about 12 hours, so get on it if you enjoy hitchcock, and contemporary genre/style exercises from cattet and forzani, strickland, etc.
home, netflix
If Mike Leigh made Psycho it might look a little like this.
Rupert Jones directs his brother Toby here in an unsettling and claustrophobic psychological thriller that explores the legacy of a deeply destructive relationship between a middle-aged man and his mother.
Whilst the twisty-turny Hitchcock and the Leigh kitchen sink/character study comparisons are valid, the truth is this has echoes of the kind of gloomy downbeat chillers that Bryan Forbes used to deliver in the 1960s, like The Whisperers and Seance on a Wet Afternoon. Much of that evocative dreary atmosphere stems from the sure sense of location that the film possesses (a block of flats in Hackney) and the chintzy, '70s style exterior of Jones' abode in particular.…
A tight psychodrama built on confident visuals, a layered escalating score and Toby Jones brilliance as a man in a constant state of fractured identity. Scars from a monstrously domineering mother are still pulling the strings of his mind, leaving him tangled and unsure of what's real. But it wobbles a bit coming down the final straight away and finishes with ambiguous conclusions that may or may not have answers worth the wait. The connection amongst the cast is unified. And all of them leave a claustrophobic cloud over the tone and view into the mind of a damaged Carl (Toby). It's not a waste, but probably not much more than middle of the pack amongst the genre's long list of mysterious thrillers.
It's not often that some of cinema's most cherished character actors get the opportunity to take the lead role. Having that 'lived in' look may keep the work regular but more likely to see your name lower down the credits order. Despite over 200 appearances to his name, even an actor like Harry Dean Stanton was rarely seen as the right man. Following his masterful work in Paris, Texas he had to wait over three decades until Lucky provided him with a final opportunity. Toby Jones has largely managed to buck that trend over the years, proving his ability to headline a number of successful films and the small British release, Kaleidoscope, offers another chance to lead from the front.…
Further proof that anything which stars Toby Jones in a lead role is worth a watch.
A consistently reliable actor, whether you enjoy the film/series he's starring in or not, you can be sure that he will give a great and memorable performance.
Toby Jones from Peter Strickland's Berberian Sound Studio stars in another reality-bending horror-thriller. His character, gardener and ex-con Carl, has a much darker past than his completely innocent Gilderoy in Berberian, but the film's strange events fuck him up in much the same way.
We begin with a young woman dying in the bathroom of his two-storey flat, and a chair tumbling down the stairs. Immediately the timeline becomes confusing when a body (her body?) is discovered on the housing estate at the same time that he's preparing for an online hookup with... that same woman. We - and Carl - are constantly wrong-footed by the chronology, never being sure what's present, future or flashback. An older woman, someone Carl…
Es curioso como ésta Caleidoscopio retoma varios elementos de la Caleidoscopio de Hithcock, pero los mezcla con Psicosis.
Su principal problema es su ritmo: es terriblemente lenta. Para ser un thriller no hay mucha tensión; la poca que se construye se desvanece en un rato. Podría ser más turbia pero en su lugar escoge ser ambigua y al final no sabes qué es real y qué no.