I like tasteless movies, sexy movies, twisted horror movies and I also liked Crank, which was penned by the writers of Pathology. So, I was looking forward to this one.
If you imagine the Lost Boys, crossed with CSI, Saw, throw in some Cronebourg type sex and that should give you some idea of the concept behind Pathology. Sound good doesn't it? Now imagine a team of brilliant young doctors who are also serial thrill-killers who go into a psycho-sexual frenzy when performing post mortems on their colleagues victims. Not terribly plausible you may think.
Now can you imagine an even more brilliant young doctor joining the hospital, he's arrogant, he's the top guy from Harvard, he's loaded, and within minutes he's a serial thrill-killer who goes into a psycho-sexual frenzy when performing post mortems on his colleagues victims. Having trouble? Incredibly, it's even more ridiculous than it sounds. But completely unbelievable is not completely unforgivable.
My real moan is that no one is likable, and there is clearly no attempt to make anyone remotely sympathetic. So the reasoning behind purpose this can only be for the gore and the kinky sex. This would make it an exploitation movie, which I normally love.
So what's the problem? Well, it's the "level of unlike-ability". Everyone is so detestable, that it goes beyond the type of movie where you're waiting patiently for characters to be get naked or be bumped off. Here they take you deep into the realm of the really bloody irritating. Everything about them makes you hate them so much that their faces become more and more punchable as the minutes crawl by. Their witless babbling and pseudo-philosophy grates on you so much that their frenzied pervy couplings just make you glad they've shut up for a minute.
Borders on unwatchable.
If you imagine the Lost Boys, crossed with CSI, Saw, throw in some Cronebourg type sex and that should give you some idea of the concept behind Pathology. Sound good doesn't it? Now imagine a team of brilliant young doctors who are also serial thrill-killers who go into a psycho-sexual frenzy when performing post mortems on their colleagues victims. Not terribly plausible you may think.
Now can you imagine an even more brilliant young doctor joining the hospital, he's arrogant, he's the top guy from Harvard, he's loaded, and within minutes he's a serial thrill-killer who goes into a psycho-sexual frenzy when performing post mortems on his colleagues victims. Having trouble? Incredibly, it's even more ridiculous than it sounds. But completely unbelievable is not completely unforgivable.
My real moan is that no one is likable, and there is clearly no attempt to make anyone remotely sympathetic. So the reasoning behind purpose this can only be for the gore and the kinky sex. This would make it an exploitation movie, which I normally love.
So what's the problem? Well, it's the "level of unlike-ability". Everyone is so detestable, that it goes beyond the type of movie where you're waiting patiently for characters to be get naked or be bumped off. Here they take you deep into the realm of the really bloody irritating. Everything about them makes you hate them so much that their faces become more and more punchable as the minutes crawl by. Their witless babbling and pseudo-philosophy grates on you so much that their frenzied pervy couplings just make you glad they've shut up for a minute.
Borders on unwatchable.