Saw
I think the premises of the movie is fucken interesting.

Chekkit chekkit. Click on the poster for the trailer.
From CHUD:
As the movie begins, two complete strangers awaken in opposite corners of the most repulsive washroom outside Trainspotting, each bound at the ankle by thick chains lashed to pipes. In the middle of the room, just out of reach, is a dead man lying in a puddle of his own sticky brains and blood, a revolver in one hand and a tape player in the other.
Once their initial disorientation and panic subsides, the captives try to get a grasp on their predicament. The younger man, Adam (writer Leigh Whannell, not a bad actor), finds an envelope in his pocket, a microcassette contained within. The other man, a doctor named Lawrence (a thick version of Cary Elwes), rifles through his pockets and produces a similar tape, and more: a key and a single bullet. The distorted voice on both tapes reveals the rules of the game: given the clues and the tools at hand, Lawrence must find a way to kill Adam within a certain timeframe, or his wife and daughter will be executed.
Their increasingly desperate crapper-based plight is interspersed with flashbacks as the two men determine they have more in common than initially believed. They conclude that they're the current victims of "The Jigsaw Killer", a seriously sick screwball whose modus operandi is to confine his prey in some elaborate customized circumstance and then teach them a moral lesson by offering a dilemma (via creepy puppet) that will have gruesome results no matter what decision is made (these would be the situations that elicited that reaction up at the beginning of the review). Danny Glover plays the grizzled cop (he's not too old for this shit yet, it seems) on the trail of this genius villain with the wicked pastime, and that's probably already more than you should know about the movie.
Saw is like the result of director James Wan and scribe/co-star Leigh Whannell sitting down with one of those brain teaser books (you know - In an otherwise empty room, a dead man hangs from a noose 12 feet from the floor, a water puddle at his feet. How did he die?) and saying "Hey, we can come up with stuff way more sadistic than that!" And thus they proceed to do so with all the conviction of a certified maniac, crafting their gleefully morbid machinations into a relentless, labyrinthine mindblender that gains its momentum from a creeping dread, escalating into a hypnotic cyclone of untethered dementia.
Sounds good to me...
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