Once again, a brother's questionable death is the main theme in I'll Sleep When I'm Dead. Clive Owen comes out of exile to figure out why his normally happy go lucky brother, who everyone seemed to love, would have killed himself. It was [spoiler] BUTT RAPE!! HE WAS BUTT RAPED! I really didn't see that coming... hehe... [/spoiler] I love Clive Owen as a general rule, and he was absolutely watchable here, but he just wasn't given much to do. His delivery of the dialog was probably the only thing I enjoyed, just because I could listen to him read a take out menu and would swoon. Also... he has a beard. I mean, come on. That was a pleasure for me even though the movie was pretty boring. Aside from the [spoiler] butt rape [/spoiler] the other thing that stood out for me was that it was odd that Clive Owen's love interest was Charlotte Rampling - a woman old enough to be his mother. Of course I highly approve, but I really thought she WAS his and Davey's mom until she started talking about how she had loved him and stuff. I didn't care for the ambiguous ending that left her sitting there with the hitman. Not that every story needs to be wrapped up with a pretty bow, but it would have been nice to have some indication as to where that was going. However - Brandon thinks she [spoiler] was totally dead, just with her eyes open. [/spoiler] I didn't get that at all, so I guess the movie was just confusing.
Unfortunately, Brandon realized halfway through that he had actually watched this before on cable a couple of years ago when he couldn't sleep at night. He didn't like it, but apparently never looked at the name, so he grabbed it when he read who was in it and it didn't ring a bell. What a waste!
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