A newspaper photographer researches an 1873 double homicide and finds her own life paralleling that of a witness who survived the tragic ordeal.
El peso del agua, O Peso da Água, Vikten av vatten, Il mistero dell'acqua, Le Poids de l'eau, Вес воды, Örvénylő vizeken, Das Gewicht des Wassers, Váha vody, 웨이트 오브 워터, Przekleństwo wyspy, Suyun Ağırlığı, 水的重量, El pes de l’aigua, Вага води
Canada Toronto International Film Festival 
Spain San Sebastián Film Festival 
UK BFI London Film Festival 
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david sims owes me $2.99
y u do dis kathryn
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Near the beginning of the movie I wrote down "this movie is about swingers" and about halfway through I crossed out "swingers" and wrote "incest."
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Easily the most forgettable film in Kathryn Bigelow's oeuvre, so much so that most of you probably had no idea it existed.
Indeed, just like any other picture by the filmmaker, the most remarkable aspect is the direction and the way she imbues this film with so much great sense of style and camera work that makes most scenes flow so nicely. Also, David Hirschfelder's score is incredible in building up this noir, mysterious tone throughout the film. The performances are good, with Sarah Polley standing out.
The problem, which appears to be shared by everyone who has watched the film, is that the story in the past and present have…
The premise and the performances held my interest, but it’s in desperate need of a sharper script or a subtler approach. In other words, it fails for the same reasons you wouldn’t ask James Cameron to direct Portrait of a Lady on Fire.
Kathryn Bige-no.
According to www.inchcalculator.com, the weight of water comes out to about 8.345 pounds per gallon. That fact alone is more exciting and interesting than anything about this turgid, barren mess.
My mouth dries up just thinking about it.
This is B A N A N A S !!
But I was never bored.
Strange 90s erotic thriller/ European art film/ period murder mystery.
Liz Hurley is simply going the fuck off. CAMP!
I could argue that the closest comparison in Bigelow’s filmography is BLUE STEEL.
This movie is actually impossible to pay attention to.
All of Kathryn Bigelow’s films focus on people caught up in highly unusual circumstances and the often deadly results. Telling parallel stories over a century apart, The Weight of Water shows how an inexplicably violent act in the past can trigger chaos in the present.
Jean Janes (Catherine McCormack) is a magazine photographer assigned to shoot pictures for a story about a famous 1873 murder on tiny, isolated Smuttynose Island off the coast of New Hampshire. Fisherman Louis Wagner (Ciaran Hinds) was hanged for murdering two women, one with an ax, the other by strangulation. Bigelow and screenwriters Alice Arlen and Christopher Kyle, adapting the Anita Shreve novel, never make clear why anyone would be interested in the case, especially…
Auteurs can make duds, but usually there's a standout moment that calls back to their higher peaks, whether it's a camera movement set piece, a particular fetishized cinema moment, or whathaveyou. This is why watching as much from say Brian De Palma's filmography will always give you at least that one special something even within a weaker movie. This is why I'm an auteurist. This is why I'm a film obsessive.
Now, The Weight of Water is perhaps the most confounding movie I've ever watched in regards to an auteur. With the exception of rack focusing on Elizabeth Hurley's nipples, clothed or not, and rack focusing on Sean Penn's pensive Pulitzer Prize-winning poet thoughts, Kathryn Bigelow shows very little evident…
Boring paperback slow-burn thriller made by the one of the most tempered American action directors of the past 30 years. Makes no sense that she made this. My only theory is that it's the ultimate getback at James Cameron because that fucker loves water so much that making a dreadful movie with water in the title might just ruin his day.
I can’t see a woman using an ax.
Lizzie Borden?
She was acquitted.
Yeah because 12 men on the jury couldn’t see a woman using an ax.
Whatever the intent of this film was in cross-cutting between a notorious 19th century New England murder and a present-day photojournalist re-examining the case, that intent was most definitely NOT realized. The half of the movie set in the past feels like it could have been a pretty good film in its own right, especially having learned that the book (and the real-life event that the book was based on) had a whole lot of material that was left out of this adaptation. As presented, though, every time the scene changes back to…
