Dawn Adriana

A frustrating film which tries to be deep and minimalist, but only succeeds in being boring and lacking any genuine emotion. Redford's age was definitely a factor. It was painful to watch him struggle with simple tasks, and one is left wondering how on earth his character could be so unfit and yet sail alone in a vast expanse of ocean. His stoicism had very little range... basically it was a flat line of grimness. The last scene was so unrealistic as to be ridiculous. He has had an incredible film career but at this time, an action film of this caliber was not a good choice.

This classic film is a strange combination of fascination and repulsion; gorgeous cinematography vs. garish lighting, the innocent Stewart vs the deranged Stewart, Novak as the symbol of classic beauty yet really just a vulgar shop girl. The story has the same dual personality, at once soaring and exhilarating, yet clumsy and almost amateurish. Sure, it's an old film, but so is Casablanca. That said, and despite everything, I still love this film. There's something magical about it, something compelling, beautiful. I can't explain it, but that is what beauty really is... in the eye of the beholder.

I found this so irritating I could barely stand to watch after the first act. Jumped the shark about 50 times, then the shark turned ferocious and bit everyone, and they all mercifully...walked off into the desert and some died and some didn't. Actually IDK because I totally lost interest. Puleeze. After Walking Dead you want me to take this mush seriously? Ha, no way. Off ye go matey. Buh bye. Not a believer in lists after this... silly sop.

A portrayal of a demented psychopath brutalizing a woman in her home. She manages to turn the table and incapacitate him, and eventually her 2 roommates arrive on the scene. They don't comfort or support her and lack anything resembling natural reactions. She's bloodies and bruised, and they judge her for having vengeful feelings The only worthy performance is by Ms. Fawcett, who delivers a powerful, tortured portrayal of a woman fighting for her life and her sanity, the only redeeming virtue of an otherwise ugly and shallow screenplay.