LITERAL REMAINS

This is a good movie. That is an understatement.

Leon Kauffman is a struggling photographer. A gallery owner, played by Brooke Shields, of all people, tells him he’s good, but his subject matter is questionable. Too light, too ordinary; not real enough.

So Leon goes looking for real people to photograph, darker subjects. He finds it in spades.

Mahogany is a serial killer. He rides the subway late into the night and kills unsuspecting commuters. Though some are not so unsuspecting; it’s the big city, they’re cautious, some are armed themselves. Leon begins to piece together the mystery of Mahogany after discovering he photographed one of the victims before she died. His attempts at capturing the killer (on film and otherwise) is a gruesomely thrilling experience.

This is a smart movie, for the most part, and is beautiful to look at–mysterious, vibrant, tempting. There is true brains in all that gore with only one mild misstep. Midnight Meat Train doesn’t kow tow to the audience, and the final destination doesn’t satisfy you, it makes you crave more while leaving you speechless.

5 out of 5

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