Martin Scorsese’s “Shutter Island”
is a pretty terrible movie but I can’t just leave it at that. It’s the
kind of bad movie only very talented people could make, and that gives
it a fascination. I watched it in a state of rapt bewilderment.Leonardo
DiCaprio, who has made almost as many movies by now with Scorsese as
Robert De Niro, plays US Marshal Teddy Daniels, who, with his new
partner Chuck Aule (Mark Ruffalo),
is summoned to the forbidding, totally isolated Shutter Island to
investigate the disappearance of a mental patient and murderess from the
Ashecliffe psychiatric hospital. The time is cold-war-era 1954, which
only adds to the already paranoid atmosphere. Zombiefied patients
eyeball the marshals with blank fury; doctors in residence, including
the elegant Dr. Cawley
(Ben Kingsley) and the German-accented Dr. Naehring (Max von Sydow),
seem by turns accommodating and sinister. Nothing is what it seems on
this island, except maybe the weather, which kicks into Gothic hurricane
mode halfway through.
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