Sunday, July 02, 2006


Caché is wonderfully creepy and quietly political. A successful French couple are terrorized by extended videotapes of their home left anonymously on the front porch. These tapes are eventually accompanied by cryptic drawings done in a childish style and featuring bloody mouths and necks. What does it all mean? Danny Auteuil as George must confront long-repressed childhood material in director Michael Haneke's exploration of individual and societal guilt. What is uncovered in George's personal life has larger significance in conjunction with France's ambiguous relationship to its own bloody imperial past. Auteuil is a treasure, and Juliette Binoche is still HOT. Haneke makes us wonder continuously if we're watching the film-in-itself or the stalker's films-within-the-film. Pay close attention to the ending shot. One might easily miss what transpires on the lower-left of the screen.

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