Steinesongo Too many fans seem to be blown away

StyleSk8r At first rather annoying in its heavy emphasis on reenactments, this movie ultimately proves fascinating, simply because the complicated, highly dramatic tale it tells still almost defies belief.

Aubrey Hackett While it is a pity that the story wasn't told with more visual finesse, this is trivial compared to our real-world problems. It takes a good movie to put that into perspective.

Arianna Moses Let me be very fair here, this is not the best movie in my opinion. But, this movie is fun, it has purpose and is very enjoyable to watch.

zacknabo Peter Greenaway is an auteur one either loves or hates because there isn't even enough room to ride that thin line in between, and well Greenaway couldn't care less. He is certainly one of the most polarizing, visually ambitious and endlessly entertaining directors to arise out of the mass extinction of the mid-century masters. Surely, one could see why people would not like his boldly erudite, obsessively erotic, overly confident bombastic stylings and at times relentlessly crude films, but dammit if you do, you really do. And from the opening shot, well second shot, one reminiscent of some belligerent witches' orgy, the unlikely late-'80s masterwork, Drowning by Numbers, is non-stop, unapologetic fun; Peter Greenaway in full form. There is much to be said about his style—there is a Greenaway style—but there are many parts of this particular film, not just in the visual sense, with his straight-on, theatrical, tableau compositions that feels like a proud cool uncle to Wes Anderson movies, but also in the story itself, the offbeat, dry humor of the lovingly interminable characters and in the voice-over explanation of the mirthfully macabre games played by Smut, the bespectacled young coroner's son. The amalgamation of elements in Drowning feels as if it could have given birth to the Wes Anderson masterpieces. That is Anderson with much more bite, irreverence and darkness. The story sits in some surreal alternate universe, seemingly removed from time. The opening scene begins with a young girl, in what could be described as an oversized avant-garde Victorian-ish dress, jumping rope in front of her mother's house staring up at the stars counting 100 different celestial bodies, and later in the film 100 will turn up again. She finishes and the movie begins. An older man is seen drunk fooling around with a much younger well endowed girl. The young lady hops into one bathtub while the man climbs into the other of the side by side tubs. All the while his wife, Cissie Colpitts (Dame Joan Plowright) is watching, no crazy look, just a look of exhaustion. A confrontation with her husband begins. He, still in the bathtub, attempts to make excuses, all for naught, because it ends with her drowning the drunken slob, all in calm demeanor, a bit morbid and cruel, but always doused in that dark Greenaway humor. These two opening scenes set the two tones for the film: mystical and elusive, and corporeal and murderous farce.Greenaway is obsessed with laws of probability and numerology, creating intricate (possibly?) little puzzles at every turn, but are they simply arbitrary or do they possess any meaning, or any extra meaning to the film. The numbers 1-100 are seen littered throughout the film, usually by the hands of young Smut. He and his father are game specialist. All three women end up killing their husbands, by drowning and getting away with it, because of their connection to Madgett who loves all three, who just wants physical and the chance to marry any of the three women at the drop of a hat. The women stick together always coming up with reasons to rebuff Madgett, yet still using enough seductive powers to string him along and keep him as an aid for covering up their murders, even as some of the townspeople and law enforcement become suspicious of him and begin an investigation. Plowright, Stevenson and Richardson are a hell of a trio and their personalities and the dynamic that they have together is part of the reason the audience never develops a hatred for these murderous women, though you don't love them either. There is a very strong "community of women" with the Cissies, a term often used in queer cinema theory and often used when discussing parts of Pedro Almodóvar's oeuvre, think Penelope Cruz and her female neighbors in Volver. While this is not queer cinema by any means, the way the women come together does create a unit that brings the audience into their family dynamic, to the point which you cheer that they do not get caught. In one of the most telling scenes in the film, after Cissie 2 (Stevenson) lets Madgett feel her up a bit before she shoots down his advances, Madgett asks why she killed her young husband of about only three weeks. After a long pause, Cissie 2 answers that it is probably because she knows she can get away with it with him (Madgett) as the coroner. Statements such as this one, which essentially says: "I did it because I could, I was done with him and I drowned him because I could," leads to the speculation that the games the women are always accusing Madgett and Smut of playing has led the women to play their own game. In their game of pushing the limit just because they can exploit their friendship with Madgett could possibly make their murders arbitrary, mirroring the numerology that underlies the entire film, thus making the whole number system as arbitrary as their coldblooded murders. As everything begins to unravel and the women decide that they could never marry Madgett so must drown him as well, we see the young girl with the jump rope whom Smut is in love with suddenly be hit and killed by a car, even though she stayed jumping rope as close to her front door as possible just as other mother had told her to do, but now in this constructed Greenaway universe, the laws of probability and statistics are running from the rule to the exception exposing the numerical world that the film inhabits as nothing more than arbitrary capriciousness that boils down to nothing but mirthful, devious nihilism for Greenaway to laugh at. Because if there is one thing you should do while watching Drowning by Numbers it is to laugh, setback and enjoy the absurdity of it all and marvel at the aestheticism of Greenaway's visual schema yet again.

chaos-rampant The notion is the same. All things move towards their end, as Nick Cave would romantically have it. Or die violent, arbitrary deaths, as Greenaway would. Bees, cows, men, we are witness to all these deaths, how all of creation is inadvertently eclipsed, as marked one to 100. We need not see any more because as a girl jumping rope says while counting stars, after you count to the first 100 all the other hundreds are the same. It's enough to understand the replicated pattern.Various games with stakes in the film mirror the one game, life, where existence is the stake, various conspiracies attempt to unlock the meaning, while others obfuscate it. That these deaths, of three husbands at the hands of their wives, are the result of cruel whims and little more. That there's no grand plan or ultimate purpose that justifies the loss, Greenaway always the pessimist and cynical.The most interesting character in all this is the coroner's son. Who, as his father devises elaborate games to idle time, with boyish innocence he wants to know the simplest answers of the universe. How many leaves on a tree, how many hair on a dog? And who commemorates the ing of living things by lighting up fireworks.Greenaway generally knows how to make an interesting film that is intellectual but not dyspeptic. The fun here is in the form of a typically British black comedy, where deaths are clumsily covered-up and the noose around the culprits' neck is pulled tighter all the time.He's done better work but this worth watching. If only for the cinematic fireworks of Sacha Vierny.

NateManD I enjoy the films of Peter Greenaway. "The Cook the Thief his Wife and her Lover" and "the Pillowbook" are both films that are unique and visionary. Peter Greenaway is like a British David Lynch. Some critics get frustrated by Greenaway, claiming his films are self indulgent. I feel self indulgent is sometimes a good thing, especially when it comes to a breathtaking film like "Drowning by Numbers". The movie is one giant puzzle. There's a girl who jumps rope while counting out the names of the stars by number. Try to see if you can spot all the numbers 1-100 hidden throughout the film. The plot concerns three women, a mother and two daughters. All 3 women are named Cissy. Each woman named Cissy drowns their deadbeat husbands for being unsatisfactory lovers. Magit is the local coroner, and he agrees to keep the murders a secret. He makes a deal to claim each death an accidental drowning, if each Cissy gives him sexual favors in return. So 3 generations of women all named Cissy decide to lead on Magit the coroner without promise. Poor Guy! The coroner's son Smut, is obsessed with death. He plays strange number games and marks roadkill with different colored paint. He also likes to set of fireworks after a death. Not to mention, Smut is also obsessed with circumcision. He's never been circumcised and feels the need to take matters in his own hands, so to speak. Wow, the crazy things men will do for women. Also look for Nip/Tuck actress Joely Richardson as the youngest Cissy. "Drowning by Numbers" is extremely bizarre, and shows that life is a game made up of numbers. It's a brilliant surreal mind-phuk puzzle that you have to watch at least twice to comprehend. Peter Greenaway is very original, with satirical wit and a dark comic edge.

KFL Life's a game, death's a game. This playful little movie is all about games. If you're not a gaming-type person, you might not find this, umm, diverting.The thoroughly surreal and tongue-in-cheek tone of the movie keeps us from taking it very seriously...all of which is for the best, since that way we don't confuse the plot with serious drama; the games the women play tend toward the homicidal....Wittgenstein famously pointed out that there are all manner of games in the world--there's no tight set of identifying characteristics; games all have, at most, a "family resemblance". Greenaway has here collected numerous far-flung relatives in this odd family. You'll no doubt appreciate some of them more than others, Well, we all inevitably have favorites.DbN and Prospero's Books (two very different movies!) are my favorite Greenaway films.