☆ ☆ ☆
Coma
(1978) – M. Crichton
Extremely schematic thriller in the
seventies paranoid vein directed unflashily by Michael Crichton (who also
adapted the screenplay from Robin Cook’s book).
It starts out alright with Geneviève Bujold’s Susan Wheeler becoming
suspicious about a series of unexplained comas at her workplace (Boston
Memorial Hospital). She confides in her
lover Michael Douglas who may or may not be trustworthy. But about an hour in, we know she is correct
and then the running starts. Of course,
there are further discoveries to be made and we don’t quite know all of the
answers until the final few minutes, when (like a classic episode of the Batman
TV show) Bujold is captured by the main villain and about to meet her doom
unless unless unless (she is rescued, of course). So, it’s a classic cross-cutting finale straight
out of the silent days. I suppose the
big secret discovered at the Jefferson Institute (where comatose patients are
sent to live out their days in a brutalist monstrosity) is suitably surprising
but somehow they couldn’t hang a whole film on it. Nevertheless, this was fine as mindless fare
when your mind is nowhere.
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