Tell you what, this wasn’t bad at all and I usually can’t stand Depp.
He is on a short leash here, and Frank Langella gives perhaps the best creepy phone performance (mostly) ever.
It’s got this low-key, slow-burning atmosphere that is bizarrely twinned, somehow to effect, with intentional comedy deriving from awkward social and professional interactions, and I know all about those for they happen every hour. Despite the supernatural elements, they are cloaked in a story that works as a basic thriller.
And the score by Wojciech Kilar. Listen to this and Bram Stoker’s Dracula (1992) for a double bill.
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Wanderings and ... wonderings. 