The title implies a horror film but its a lowkey thriller. It sometimes seems more of an Atom Egoyan film about damaged characters, or Cohen brothers film for slow stylish pacing.
The wife of a security guard (John Turturro) was slain just outside the a shopping mall where the guard worked. No arrest was ever made, & the security guard goes into gloomy depression from which dark spot he guards the mall like a crazed hawk watching for malefactors, then after work obsessively watches months' worth of the mall's security tapes, looking for his wife & clues to who may have been her killer.
As he finds or perhaps imagines clues, his investigation takes him to a small Montana town where his wife had gone for reasons he hopes to unravel. Slowly the killer, who works for a master criminal with power to reckon with, realizes the obsessive husband is closing in on them.
I was riveted by the beauty & oddity of the first half of the film, though not much was actually happening. When the "mystery" begins to unravel however it requires coincidence & is overall rather minor, then the ending is so muddled & confused that the two of us watching it really didn't know if none of it happened, some of it happened, or all of it happened. The muddled ending spoiled the occasional grandeur of the first half of the film.
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