Shutter Island

So, contrary to popular belief, we do get out, and Pineapple and I went to see Shutter Island a week or two ago. It left me altogether pleased, but in it's style, that of a classic detective style work, it did seem slightly cliched to me. Nonetheless, the couple of hours you'll spend watching it are worth the time, movie theater or rental.

DiCaprio is finally becoming a man, and it shows here. His stubbled face caused Pineapple to whisper to me in the theater, "Aw, he looks like an adult there for a second." All jokes aside, he delivers the old-school, 1950s-style US Marshall perfectly. From his gruff manner to his chain-smoking (Can you tell we smoke as well? We seem to mention it a lot.), he fits that persona about as well as an oversized trenchcoat fits a 1950s US Marshall. The plot develops from the "disappearance" of one of the patients at Shutter Island's mental institution. As it spirals down, DiCaprio progressively collapses into a mess.

He devolves, spiraling until we find him to eventually be something different than he thinks. The beauty here is that he (DiCaprio) manages to straddle that line which sits between a fanatic and a crazy, and the supporting cast pushes that question wonderfully. All in all, I definitely recommend this one. It harkens back to the films of older days, and its slightly cliched ending actually lends itself to the simplicity of an older drama from an older day. Try not to laugh at how young Leo STILL looks, though.

I give it: 4/5

-Zombie