A tricky and beautifully photographed thriller, SUTURE ultimately founders on its own pretensions. Its premise is classically Hitchcockian, revolving around an exchange of guilt and identity, but the execution is pure film-school swagger: the story hinges on one brother's passing for
another, but the actors who play the siblings could not look less alike. This too clever Bunuelesque conceit wears thin long before the end.
Beneath his impeccably tailored white suits, businessman Vincent Towers (Michael Harris) is a scoundrel. He's suspected of murdering his wealthy father, and sees only one way out: to fake his own murder and start fresh. At his father's funera...