Cassandra

Australian charmer about Cassandra, a young woman who wonders about a curious nightmare she keeps having. Her problems soon get much worse, however, as she begins seeing visions of murder from the killer's point of view.

This film is predictable, especially if you've seen one of my favorite slashers, but it's still compelling throughout. This is due in large part to a talented cast and the assured direction of one Colin Eggleston, director of the magnificent Long Weekend. The opening moments of the film are particularly stylish as we see a streak of images through a continually blinking eye, the eyelids evoking the feel of a camera shutter. Another of my favorite scenes comes towards the end, and I'll just say it involves fire. We also get a quality score, at varying times eerie and beautiful. Of the three Eggleston films I've seen (Innocent Prey being the third), this is my least favorite, but that's certainly not a slight against it.

Dad is having an affair. Mom and daughter do not get along. And then the daughter begins to have visions of someone in the family killing people. The first half is a fast paced, scary little thriller. However, it runs out of steam by the second half and has way too many twists and suffers from your usual movie cliches. Rated R; Nudity, Violence and Profanity.

I was expecting more from this movie but all I got was a boring film. This movie has bad actors, slow moving script about a lady that keeps having the same dream about her mothers suicide when she was six. Through most of the movie this dream is the main focus and then she tries to find out who the little boy is that watches his mother kill herself and supposebly edges her into doing it. The answer to that is quite obvious during most of the movie. As I watched this movie I found myself saying "Common, just get to the little boy and get over it!!!" But when the movie was over I found that I had wasted my $1.50. Don't waist yours!!!! Avoid it!!

CASSANDRA, one of the last films by LONG WEEKEND helmer Colin Eggleston, is a supernatural slasher about a young woman (helpfully named Cassandra) who is being plagued by terrifying nightmares of a woman shooting herself and a scary little boy. Her parents are both being rather unhelpful about the problem, but when people in town start getting sliced and diced, it's revealed they've been keeping a lot from young Cassandra...

The film starts promising with a creepy, visually arresting dream sequence, and it's obvious that Mr. Eggleston knows what he's doing in the director's chair. When it wants to be, CASSANDRA is atmospheric and good-looking.

Unfortunately, it's relentlessly over-padded with snoozy scenes of photography shoots and marital drama, then spoiled by predictable plot happenings (I hesitate to even call them twists, due to how obvious they are). By the end, the film has become a ho-hum late-80s slasher, and not a fun one to watch either.

Not easy to recommend to anyone outside of Ozploitation and slasher completists. It's really not too bad, but you've seen it all before many a time and it's definitely not worth tracking down a VHS copy. Just watch LONG WEEKEND again instead.

Cassandra is a young woman who lives with her wealthy photographer father and fashion designer mother. She finds out accidentally about her father's affair with a fashion model, but this is a minor problem that's facing her. She is now having unsettling nightmare visions. These visions are somewhat connected to her past and strangely the present. Her parents seem terribly uncomfortable about her obsession of what she is seeing and her discovery about their family's secret.

Pure visionary is brought to the screen in director Colin (Long Weekend) Eggleston's very moody and seriously spooky minor budget Australian thriller "Cassandra". I hadn't seen it in ages, but its still visually arresting and stylishly done with its ominous punch and novel techniques. There's patient handling all round and that creeps up in its torpid pacing, which unquestionably has some flagging spots. But this subtleness makes way for some forebodingly suspenseful set pieces that provide quick and concise jolts with grisly intension, but without the real need of showing us. For some that factor might be a huge downer, but how they fuse the violence with the disquieting material and chilling atmosphere payed dividends in the set-up. This was helped a lot by Ian Mason's unworldly hum-dinger of a music score that was effectively placed to achieve unbearable tension with cunning unease. Gary Wapshott's kinetic photography gracefully glides and professionally frames some beautifully striking locations. There was a true addiction to POV shots here, though they were neatly staged. The complicatedly progressive (but unoriginal) story by Colin Eggleston, Christopher Flitchett and John Ruane works upon the little things by trying to surprise the viewer with outlandish twists and wayward developments. It's flawed, as it does chop and change a bit and lose sight of its intriguing mystery to fall in the final third. With common slasher traits (red herrings get a real work out) and a predictable revelation that limps into a sudden climax that's plain dumbfounding. A slasher film at heart it is, but it's trying to be much more and it does come off (well sort of) in parts. Most of the performances are nicely judged and credible. Debut actress Tessa Humphries works the role of Cassandra terrifically and invokes a compelling turn. Shane Briant and Briony Behets are substantially good in their parts as the parents.

Substance might be little, but this effort is a surprisingly decent exercise and has some imagination in its editing and visuals flashes to share. Well worth the look.