Skincare

Greetings again from the darkness. Billed as "a fictional story inspired by true events", the film pretty obviously draws from the 2014 case where aesthetician Dawn DaLouise was accused of plotting the murder of rival Gabriel Suarez. This is the first feature film from music video director Austin Peters, who co-wrote the script with Sam Freilich and Deering Regan (all first-time screenwriters). Although there is some entertainment value here, the inexperience of the filmmakers shines through, leaving us wishing for a bit more heft.

The very talented Elizabeth Banks stars as Hope Goldman. It's 2013 Los Angeles, and after a year of treating the stars to facials, Hope is on the verge of rolling out her own line of facial products. Her financial backer has recently deserted her, causing stress ... but nothing like the stress Hope is about to experience.

A lot happens very fast. Hope tapes a segment for a local TV talk show hosted by Nathan Fillion. Angel (Luis Gerardo Mendez) opens an anti-aging salon directly across from Hope's shop. One of her clients introduces her to Jordan (Lewis Pullman), a Life Coach who has just moved to town. Hope's assistant, Marine (Michaela Jae Rodriguez), acts as her assistant and 'publicity manager', and reacts as strongly as Hope when a vicious online hack attack goes beyond the business and into the realm of personal, jeopardizing the business and Hope's reputation.

The supporting cast includes John Billingsley, Wendie Malick, Ella Balinska, and Jesse Salor, and we can't help but notice the too-frequent segments featuring over-the-top acting ... perhaps in an effort to spice up the messy story. There is a definite 1980's cable movie vibe to this one, exacerbated by the overbearing music employed to heighten tension. We recognize the themes here with Ms. Banks' character frantically grasping for fame, protecting her reputation, and fearing her dreams may be shattered - all while believing a rival is sabotaging her. Of course, we know early on what's happening, and it's frustrating when a smart businesswoman is so oblivious. There is enough to watch here, but it certainly needed more to be the thriller it wants to be.

Opening in theaters August 16, 2024.

Austin Peters' first feature film invites us to enter the world of skin care and a toxic narcissistic environment that is soaked in a pleasant dose of black humor, even when it makes horrible decisions.

It is a journey with ups and downs, but it is delivered by an inspired Elizabeth Banks who shines with her own light and carries on her shoulders, a thriller that in the cunning of her interpretation makes the darkest moments of the film shine; it is not that the film is flawed, it is quite acceptable and becomes pleasant as we enter into the deep intrigue that professes its story. However, there are moments in which the film is somewhat complicated in carrying out the whole journey well to reach its final climax.

The script does a great job of conveying the particularly feminine paranoia of its protagonist, but its plot doesn't quite fit together to keep it constantly on top without making certain decisions noticeable that end up taking away the power that it seems to carry with elegance at times.

Despite the script's limitations, it should not be completely discarded, especially because of the encouraging staging of its director, who demonstrates an elegant handling of visual aesthetics and complements his work with the gratifying photography of Christopher Ripley who manages to immerse this entire journey in a pleasant thriller that at times recalls that eighties style on screen that turns out to be quite gratifying.

A fulfilling film that has its moments that make it worthy of a chance.

As a thriller, it needed to be...more thrilling. There really wasn't enough going on to elevate it above being a decent Lifetime movie, an episode of Nip/Tuck, or a concise hour-long rerun of Dateline with Keith Morrison narrating in his patented Canadian way. Or maybe, the other guy...Dennis whats-his-face. You know, the one with the moles and skin tags. Oh hey, he would have been a great choice for the reenactment of this movie.

But that is the problem with Skincare: it is just too safe and by-the-book. Even the lady that inspired the script said that the actual events were even crazier. And the film itself needed more style. Like literally 2020's horror offering The Stylist comes immediately to mind. There needed to be a central underlying metaphor. Something to do with the "ugliness" of the aesthetician profession. Something more than what was presented.

I don't know. It was fine. Just more ridiculousness would have been appreciated.

This isn't the most complicated or intellectual thriller out there but it was surprisingly entertaining and enjoyable. I had seen a few negative soundbites out there, but there wasn't much in general given I saw one of the first screenings and I was trying to avoid reading much before watching. The soundtrack was great, some scenes had great camera play, and the way the story revolved around a small handful of characters was great -- the writing was good enough but the acting/characters was well done. Some things were very predictable but there were smaller twists and turns that made it fun. The only major irritation, common in some thrillers, was the outrageous stupidity/recklessness of the main chsracter, with some particularly dumb actions/writing. Not a must see by any means but fun and interesting enough to add to your list.

We went into this movie knowing absolutely nothing, and I recommend that! It's got funny parts, heartfelt parts, and scary parts. There's some violence but not a ton. It's mostly a suspense type of flick where you're wondering what the heck is about to happen- and you think you know who is doing what but you may be wrong. It's just a nice what-the-heck-is-going-on type of dramatic thriller. Elizabeth Banks is amazing in it, and seeing this makes me see her in a new light. She is so good, and I'm embarrassed to say I hadn't noticed her chops before this. It also features Lewis Pullman, the son of my fave Bill Pullman, and Nathan Fillion, against whom the funnier lines of the movie are played.