I watched "The Inside Man" for one reason. I wanted to know if Spike Jonze sold out to Hollywood commercialism. He's been one of my favorite auteurs since he was just doing shorts and MTVs. Hands down, my favorite Spike Jonze creation was the "Weapon of Choice" video from Fatboy Slim. This video featured Christopher Walken dancing and floating around a hotel lobby, and i've never looked at "The Walker" the same way ever since.
The movie was good. It was one of those stories so intriguing that my mind kept on trying to second guess the movie, but my guesses always turned out wrong. I made a couple of conclusions near the end, but still they were miscalculations. By the time I stepped out of the cinema, that's when I started putting everything together. "The Inside Man" was one film that made me snap my fingers and go: "Whoa! So that's it!" The last movie that elicited this kind of reaction from me was "The Blair Witch Project."
But my fascination for the film and the director was overshadowed by my instant and resurging fascination with Jodie Foster. From the first frame she appeared, up until the end, I couldn't get over how beautiful she is. I've seen her in most of her films, the last being "Flight Plan", but this movie made me see her in a totally different way. I saw her as a hot babe! She looked so beautiful (as i've been saying over and over and over again), strong, sexy and elegant. She had such an air of grace and superiority that I love, love, love.
I'm going to watch this film again soon, if only to see Jodie in all her goddessness once again!
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