Dir: Chris Siverston
Cast: Lindsay Lohan, Julia Ormond, Neal McDonoughREVIEWED BY DARK HALO
“Aubrey Fleming” (Lindsay Lohan) is a bright and promising young college student living in an idyllic small town . . . But all that changes one night when she is kidnapped a serial killer who proceeds to torture her by progressively removing sections of her limbs. The F.B.I., meanwhile, grows increasingly frustrated in trying to locate Aubrey before she turns up mutilated and dead like the killer’s previous victim . . . And then everything changes when Aubrey is discovered by the side of a desolated stretch of road, alive but with her arm and leg severed. After a few days of recovery, Aubrey comes around . . . However, she claims to be “Dakota Moss”, a girl from the wrong side of the tracks. Her parents (Julia Ormond, Neal McDonough) consider it some form of amnesia and treat her accordingly. But suffering from repeatedly nightmare/memories, “Dakota” is determined to discover the truth . . .
My review goes completely against the grain of the majority of others, which seem more intent on schadenfreude (Pleasure derived from the failure of others) than actually giving “I Know Who Killed Me” a fair shake. While the film does certainly have its flaws, it also happens to be an ambitious and unique thriller in a movie world filled with shitty remakes and torture porn.
This also includes its visual imagery in which the colors red and blue are a prominent clue regarding the lead characters identity. Without giving too much away, the mystery cleverly hinges on a unique form of stigmata, which some may take issue with since it is unreal, bordering on supernatural. (Yet there have been extremely rare recorded cases throughout history). My own personal problem with the story is the identity of the killer who is barely introduced before disappearing into a sea of “red herring” suspects. Also frustrating is that we never learn of the motivation (let alone backstory) of the killer and his/her obsession with limbs, both real and prosthetic. The pacing is an additional problem as the movie takes its sweet time getting to the final revelations, subsequently undermining some of the suspense. Acting wise, the cast gives solid enough performances. Lead Lindsay Lohan shines in a role that allows her play off her own good-girl/bad-girl persona. Kudos should also be given to her for being willing to play a darker, sexier role than her young actress counterparts, comfortable in playing bland, near-virginal nice girls. (An aside here – I still laugh at the fact that in the “Texas Chainsaw Massacre”remake, Jessica Biel scold her boyfriend for smoking a joint . . . In a film taking place in the 70s!!!) Her “Dakota Moss” just happens to be a stripper . . . Albeit the kind who never takes off her clothes. Nevertheless, Lohan knows how to work the stage and gloriously displays her reclaimed shapely figure in skimpy attire. These sequences alone are worth the price of a rental . . . Hell, the price of buying the DVD itself. (Thank God for screencaps!). As previously mentioned, director Siverston offers a sleek style more reminiscent of Hitchcock and DePalma than the cookie-cutter music-video-directors so prevalent in the horror genre. For the gorehounds, there are some genuinely wince-inducing moments of body part removal, both through “surgical” amputation and good ole Leprosy-style. I look forward to Siverston and writer Jeff Hammond have in store for us next, as well as keep my fingers crosses that Lindsay Lohan will finally get her shit together and continue to expand on the acting skills she greatly displays here.