Movie Review, “The Autopsy of Jane Doe” (2016)

Movie Review, “The Autopsy of Jane Doe” (2016)

This is a movie which critics like more than our general audience.  I agree with either that this recent classic is a step-by-step process in understanding the horror of it all, even if there’s less exact concrete data presented in the film than we could imagine.  Horror doesn’t always make sense.  For one thing, why did I chuckle quietly under my heavy breath when I reached the end of the movie?  A horror flick like this one is easy on the eyes for those experienced with viewing blood and body parts in a movie; in fact, “The Autopsy of Jane Doe” keeps us at bay for the spot, during so much tension felt through our bodies as such magnitude, such terror, strikes us where thoughts deepen into consciousness related in worries for the really white, ghostly girl.  Of course she’s really evil to the bone and submits to no one.  Music is sporadic here; different sounds and realized noise bring us up to awareness on how there’s cold blood in our system as a film is being watched within means of internal dispute- who did that, who did this, what happened?  But explanations geared for the ghostly woman are clearly visual by the actors’ great transformations of scenes.  Scene by scene, we get closer to the horror.  The horror doesn’t just blast us out of our chair and make us head for the exit; no, no no, nothing like that.  A movie like this keeps its space in time for our allowance into the picture and we receive enormous, vivid feelings with not only the aftertaste of looking into the slaughter but also with the determination we assume, which can end up at our awareness and consciousness against everything we hold to be true.  And no, there’s no “dumb” scenes here like we see in poor horror films.  Everything is picture perfect.  My mind is filled with ideas that are crossing each other again and again as I re-imagine what’s generally refused in my soul for imagination to begin with.  Nice variety in scenery keeps us at bay.  We go from one end to another along the lines between shock and low moods and thrill chills us to the bone, or, at least that’s what I imagine from reading other people’s reviews and comparing them to my initial amusement for terror.  One thing must be clear: no, I’m not evil whatsoever.  There’s just a good deal of vigor in my body, frame of mind, and general life of conduct as my minutes are exacted into huge, awful feelings of despair that I greatly jump from in sheer enthusiasm to point out the potential for morals within equality of minds.  See the movie; but this time, don’t eat popcorn or drink soda for one second; in fact, just toss that junk food out the door; this movie means business!