Fantastically well-titled with two great leads and a score that sounds as cleverly untrustworthy as the narrative paths, Eyes Wide Shut captivates but perhaps falls short with its deliberately ambiguous ending and accidentally filmy purpose - where Kubrick may have aimed for translucence in his closing lines, he may have achieved something opaque, turned technicolour-stained-glass thanks to its intriguing themes of lust, morality and love.
We’re led in with a shady hand by Shostakovich’s second waltz, which sounds as untrustworthy…
