"A stiletto-stab of fear is what Michael Haneke's icily brilliant new film delivers--not scary-movie pseudo-fear, but real fear: intimately horrible, scalp-prickling fear." (The Guardian). A famous Parisian TV presenter receives menacing, mysterious "surveillance videos" at his home, showing scenes from his private life. How on earth has the stalker filmed these? Are they the subject of a practical joke? Or is it something more sinister? The movie pursues a couple of Haneke's continuing obsessions, most notably middle-class liberal guilt and the way electronic images are competing with reality for our attention. The film is also a parable for France's repressed memory of the night of October 17, 1961, when hundreds of Algerian demonstrators in Paris were beaten and killed by the police. The acting all around is outstanding, with Daniel Auteuil and Juliette Binoche working beautifully together as their marriage falls apart. Caché is a movie that takes one back to the glory days of art-house films in the 1960s and 70s, when you left the cinema not in need of food and drink, but a sympathetic person to discuss the film with. More at sonyclassics.com/cache
2005, color, 1 hour 57 minutes, France/Austria/Germany/Italy