THE VANISHING

THE VANISHING (1988)

It took me this long to sit down and watch The Vanishing (we’re talking about the 1988 version here, not the ‘90s remake), and Jesus, am I happy I finally did. I hate using cliched phrases, but it’s a triumph. The acting is sublime and the situation unbearably tragic and terrifying (which is a personal nightmare of mine). It exists in a world that swings from flat, bright warmth to the blackest dark — more “normal” than Lynch, but wonderfully saturated in omens and invisible dread, as we witness how two men (the hero and the villain) deal with their individual obsessions. I LOVE this movie.