What the absolute fuck did I just watch?
There's a lot of great ideas here, that are unfortunately hamstrung by it unfortunately feeling the need to get caught up in its own convoluted over plotting.
Which is a shame because the production design and costuming is worth the ticket price alone, and there's absolutely a version of what I presume the intended themes are get to shine through the mess.
This is still exactly my kind of trash though.
What is it to be human? This question seeps through the duration of Under the Skin in an intoxicating manner. Scarlett Johansson's performance as an other-worldly being preying on humanity is alluringly terrifying, yet it slowly peels back to reveal layers of empathy and attempts at understanding.
That empathy is the key to Under the Skin, as Johansson weaponises vulnerability to allure humans to their demise. That vulnerability reads as an attempt at feigning human behaviour, repeating observed patterns without…