It took me three sittings to get through this hour and a half movie because its ponderous obsession with images that had no meaning behind them, and near complete disinterest in explaining anything simply made me too annoyed to sit with it long.
A good example is an early scene where the husband (Rufus Sewell) is desperately chasing his highly upset wife (Emmanuelle Béart) through the streets of Thailand, and inexplicably the camera just keeps randomly meandering off track, following the path of uninvolved people until finally cutting back to the couple at the center of everything. Now you can make all the arguments you want about trying to capture the confusion of the city and flowing with the unique rhythm of the streets, but all you really get here is sloppy filmmaking.
There's also the question of whether this is a horror flick at all. It bills itself as supernatural horror, but given that most of the characters are at least mildly hallucinating by the end, it's really more LORD OF THE FLIES than anything else.
Mostly this feels like a generally thin concept for a movie that got wrapped up in artistic trappings until everyone involved had drunk the same Kool-Aid, much to our detriment as an audience.
Audio: 5.1 Dolby Digital Audio