Cast: Jennifer Lopez, Vince Vaughn, Vincent D'Onofrio, Marianne Jean-Baptiste
Directed by Tarsem Singh
This one stars Jennifer Lopez as a psychotherapist (how she still gets cast in the world's premier doctor roles is beyond me) who has developed a device that allows her to enter the mindstate of others, in order to help comatose patients pull out of their comas. Vince Vaughn is an FBI agent out to capture a sadistic serial killer (D'Onofrio), who when finally caught isn't able to provide information about his latest victim due to being a schizophrenic who has just entered a catatonic state. So the Feds enlist the aid of the psychotherapist to travel into the mind of the killer in order to try to get information as to the whereabouts of the kidnapped girl before she drowns in the cell the killer uses to drown his victims.
Save the aforementioned imagery, and some nifty religious comparisons between baptism and drowning, this is a standard thriller all of the way, dressed up to look better than what it is. Obvious comparisons to other movies flood the mind, liberally dipping it's style from SILENCE OF THE LAMBS and plot from DREAMSCAPE. Still, it could have been a lot easier to endure had the characters and science elements been a bit more believable. Tarsem Singh's first time out as director demonstrates he has a knack for visuals, but definitely needs to work a little more on his characters and believablity in their motivation. Lopez's portrayal as a psychotherapist is difficult enough to swallow without her looking like she's just emerged from a glamorous make-over in every scene (including waking from bed). Plus, this is definitely the most subdued you'll probably ever see Vaughn in a film, and he's fine in his role but somewhat wasted because his character that it could have easily been played by almost anyone and still been successful.
To sum it up, those into loads of eye-candy and
pageantry who also aren't squeemish about some seriously creepy and gory
visuals, will probably find enough to satisfy them. Intellectuals
looking for artistic meaning may also be fooled into believing the ersatz
religious motifs and scientific explorations make it a deeper, more profound
film than it really deserves credit for. Most everyone else would
probably do better in staying away from THE CELL, as the characters are
too wooden and storyline too familiar to really be compelling enough to
scare anyone. Basically, THE CELL is like receiving a Christmas present
wrapped in beautiful ribbons, bows and wrapping paper, that when opened
contains nothing more than the same old standard "pair of socks" present
you get every year.