“The memory is not destroyed, it is locked in a cage, and with enough force, enough violence, the lock can be broken. It comes back, the memory, not completely, not entirely, but enough to drive you, to make you feel you have been cheated, enough to make you angry. What did she look like?”
Danny Boyle has to be one of the most versatile directors working today. From the gritty, ultra-cool of his breakthrough Trainspottting, to legitimately terrifying sci-fi horror with Sunshine, to sweet and sentimental family fare with Millions. I haven’t seen Slumdog Millionaire since it was first released, and while movie snobs lift their noses higher and higher at its Best Picture Oscar win as each year passes, I remember being pretty happy that it got the win. More recently, his highest profile gig was directing the Opening Ceremony of the 2012 London Olympics. But at the same time, he was also putting together Trance.
I don’t remember much buzz for Trance when it came out a year ago. And I only remember one review. It was negative. The critic wrote it off as a quickly slapped together nothing of a movie, made while Boyle was obviously distracted by his Olympics gig. Now that I’ve seen it, I have to call bull shit on that review. (more…)