Ashley Wilkes

This movie relies on the moviegoer to buy into the way overdone cliché of souls entering the bodies of those who are dying. Even if the viewer gets past that cliché – possibly temporarily disabling their own spiritual believes - the movie is a complete train wreck. The making and the production values of this movie is in itself a statement: movie production companies will rehash the same old plot —repackaged - in hopes that no one will notice and the movie will at least make a profit (How could it not with such a low budget?) - no matter how irredeemable the movie is in it’s entirety . The making of this movie itself is a statement about the decay of culture/society/values. Perhaps the director and the screenwriter thought that by including not-so-subtle references to David Lynch’s Twin Peaks characters and visuals the movie might even to a small degree be intriguing enough to watch. It isn’t. Of course, it’s got lots of torrid sex-and the violence that usually is necessary to complete the cliché paradigm. The plot development is crude and disjointed. The editing for the most part is sloppy. I’ve seen many Nicolas Cage movies and don’t believe that I have ever seen him show a true emotion in any movie . It’s all character acting. In Between Worlds, Cage does a horrendous job of even character acting. His faking of agony, torment, frustration, helplessness, anger, desperation, clumsiness, horror, passion and so on comes across as a demonstration of how character acting should not be done. The best I can guess with respect to those who gave this a ripe tomato love Nicolas Cage, torrid sex, thinly veiled kinkiness and implausible plots presented as if everyone should automatically except them. Personally I cannot not give Between Worlds more than one star.