Il messaggero della morte

From the future director of Battlefield Earth, and actually only half as memorable while objectively better made. There are a few set pieces in this kind of dreams-cum-telekinetic psycho plot (with some Psycho flourishes to boot) that do impress - it has a must-see scene if you are into electro-shock in cinema - in what is like discount Stephen King's Shock Corridor, and it's interesting to see where Ivanek got his start before he became one of those "Oh THAT guy!" actors in the industry.

But I never really cared about Ivanek's character, even minimally, or about the kind doctor Kathryn Harold who gets fucked with for the first half hour/40 minutes (it feels like it's going somewhere else too, like maybe she could be turning crazy by this John Doe fella... Until that proves to not really be the case) until it takes some... Yawn turns. The Sender is slickly made, with a stock secondary cast of crazies who may or may not be actual patients(?) and at times Trevor Jones (who also scored The Dark Crystal the same year) has to do some heavy lifting.

Oh and of course it has a damn freeze frame at the end. Bottom line, it just reminds you of better movies, though Harrold is nice to look at.