Complete credited cast: | |||
Bruce Greenwood | ... | Francis / Tax auditor | |
Mia Kirshner | ... | Christina / Stripper | |
Don McKellar | ... | Thomas / Petshop owner | |
Elias Koteas | ... | Eric / Club's DJ | |
Arsinée Khanjian | ... | Zoe / Club owner | |
Victor Garber | ... | Harold / Francis' brother | |
Sarah Polley | ... | Tracey / Harold's daughter | |
David Hemblen | ... | Customs Inspector | |
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Calvin Green | ... | Customs Officer |
Jack Blum | ... | Scalper | |
Ken McDougall | ... | Club Doorman | |
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Peter Krantz | ... | Man in Taxi |
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Billy Merasty | ... | Man at Opera |
Damon D'Oliveira | ... | David / Man at Opera |
This psychological thriller is true to its subjects as well as being complex, dynamic, and overly dramatic. How something so long ago, seemingly trivial, years later with more significant trauma, turns repressed emotions into a dysfunctional life and distorted thinking. This is all merged into a psychological menagerie that unfolds piece by piece to perfection. Written by benignjamin
Egoyan's movies (excepting perhaps "The Sweet Hereafter") are coolly detached, intellectual essays that relentlessly investigate the same theme: how do postmodernists deal with loss? In "Exotica," Egoyan finally goes past the techno-theoretical trickery that informs "Family Viewing," "Calendar" and "The Adjustor," past all the Baudrillardian commentary to tell a real story of a man's heartbreaking attempts to re-assemble his world after its savage, random devastation. (OK, Egoyan doesn't abandon his lit-crit background completely; the elaborate shots of everyone-watching-everyone and/or voyeuristically getting the goods on everyone or/and generally cruising the mise-en-scene will inspire heated recognitions in graduate schools everywhere; but the actual _story_ pulses on bleakly, brilliantly.) Don't be fooled by its video-marketing as some kind of softcore/action Zalmankingthing: the movie is a profound mystery; it will leave you absolutely demolished.