I was given the chance to write about the
exquisitely messed-up English-langauge debut for Korean director Park Chanwook, and it's an opportunity that I leapt at. When you see Stoker, and you certainly should, you'll sink into its sensual enchantment and you will want to get new wine glasses. It's not just a testament to Nashville's exceptional film industry, some of the finest artists and craftspeople I've had the pleasure of sharing a mutual horror at our state legislature with, but an example of how you can rope together several disparate elements and turn it into something unexpected and glorious. Not to be missed...
