Scarlett Johansson stars in Under the Skin as an alien driving around Scotland in a hot Scarlett Johansson body. The alien is using that body to pick up men—and do very, very strange things to them.
Director Jonathan Glazer uses minimal dialogue and real unsuspecting men (some of the men Johansson talks to have no idea they are being filmed) for a chilling effect that will haunt you long after you leave the theater.
This is the sort of intelligent science fiction and horror that was so prevalent during the heydays of Stanley Kubrick and William Friedkin. It’s brilliant exploration of alienation, victimization and the shallowness of obsession with outward appearances. While I can compare the work done here to the likes of Kubrick or Gaspar Noé, this is really unlike anything I’ve ever seen. It’s nightmare fuel.
Under the Skin is one of the more unique and more wonderfully disturbing efforts in recent years. Take note: It isn’t for everybody. Heck, it isn’t even for 5 percent of the population, so proceed with caution, and don’t yell at me if it freaks you out.
Special Features: There are a bunch of featurettes covering cinematography, writing, music and other elements of the film. They total up to a little more than 40 minutes.