arthur_tafero This film should have been titled The Sterile Cuckoo, but that title had already been taken by another film. Atom Egoyan tries to get away from the mundane life of an insurance adjuster by adding kinky to the film every ten minutes or so. The formula falls short. It is different; and the kinky scenes are interesting, but not interesting or explored enough to alleviate the boredom of the basic plot. I enjoyed the scenes of the only professional actor in the film, Maury Chaykin (Dances With Wolves), as a very convincing pervert. However, the rest of the acting crew was strictly local theater troupe level. Not really recommended.

bob_meg I first became a fan of Atom Egoyan's work with Exotica, continued with The Sweet Hereafter, and then was completely hooked when I stumbled upon The Adjuster about ten years ago.I bought the DVD (I was so taken with it) and then just watched it for the second time tonight. The Adjuster is possibly the most hypnotic and captivating of all of Egoyan's films (if you can get past the over-the-top bizarre factor) simply because you literally need to get to the end of the film to really put it together. And while that was true of other films, particularly Exotica, The Adjuster is a bit more rewarding simply because the themes and undercurrents of the film are so subtle. As with all of this Armenian-Canadian filmmaker's works, it draws its magic out slowly, until it literally has you mesmerized.It centers around an almost martyr-like insurance adjuster (played with brilliant cryptic understatement by Elias Koteas) who appears to be in an almost cardboard cut-out of an existence. He lives with his semi-estranged wife (Arsinee Khanjian) in an ersatz model home whose interiors are half fake, her sister and a small boy. His time is consumed making calls on victims of fires, all of whom he places at a typical multi-colored door motel, spouting canned bits of comfort and wisdom to them as their claims continue unpaid for an extremely long period of time. Koteas' character seems obsessed with making time stand still, in a way, and it's only revealed at the end the root of his fragile madness.The real standout performance (and piece of character writing) is in the always great Maury Chaykin's character. Now, I never got that he was an ex football player, and never really believed his name was Bubba, but I guess that's plausible. I merely thought he was another obsessive, taken to the extreme by extreme wealth and boredom. He's the true nightmare version of Koteas' character. Just the mere device of Chaykin and his wife tooling around in their chauffeured Lincoln or whiling away time at their huge mansion, always in search of some illusory delusion of normalcy and happiness was enough to hook me into this. Chaykin's absorption into this character is fascinating to watch. The crux of the movie's themes are all over an outstanding monologue he delivers while posing as a location scout for a movie company. It's all there and rendered indelibly by him. Fabulous actor....just fabulous.There's a whole other subplot with Khanjian, her sister, and fellow censor Don McKellar that mirrors much of the movie's central theme. It adds to the richness of the jigsaw but doesn't hold a candle to when Koteas and Chaykin are on screen.As for those who wonder where the plot is --- well, films like this are more thematic and character driven, so you may want to pass on this one if you require a story and get angry when films don't deliver that. For those searching for more, trust me....you'll find it, and then some.

Michael Neumann Canadian filmmaker Atom Egoyan redefines the black comic satire of his earlier films ('Family Viewing', 'Speaking Parts'), but for all its dark wit and visual sophistication the effort doesn't add up to anything more than a cast of unattractive characters in search of a plot. These include, in ascending order of eccentricity: a handsome insurance agent who uses his control over the victims of catastrophe for sexual favors; his wife, a government film censor who secretly bootlegs violent porn movies for her apathetic sister; a filthy rich couple with a fetish for enacting elaborate exhibitionist fantasies; and so forth. The film is disturbing, perverse, sporadically funny, and totally original, bit also inscrutable to the point of confusion: it gives the impression of depth without clearly saying much about anything at all. Egoyan is a filmmaker of obvious and distinctive talents, but he needs (once again) to build a stronger story around his strange characters.

nini_ten To respond to a previous review that wrote that the fact that the censor wife tapes porn from work to show her sister since they share everything together isn't convincing---in the film the wife explains to her boss that she shared what she learned from school to her sister because she couldn't go to school, and that it is like that from where they're from. Egoyan didn't specify where they were from, but it is Armenia. The way I see it, I am convinced because it is a matter of culture and family in a more depraved country, and I got it immediately, and the fact isn't that the sisters' bond is strange, but like the wife said, it is like that where she comes from. To me, the movie is an extreme dramatization of a man too involved in his work, which in the end destroys his life and family in a climate of heightened modernity and an inevitable air of danger. In one of the film's most gruesome scenes, a man is masturbating outside the glass slide doors of the living room at night while the wife's sister is watching one of the taped porn movies. In another scene, the "filmmaker" greets the family and gives them each an identical jacket, designed like tacky franchises sold in amusement parks. There's a certain vulnerability about the way the family members take the jacket, as if the scene is trying to express an awkward sorrow about mass franchise and how it's crudely threw at people and families. What I found very, very amused and surprised by is how throughout the film I expected, in the end, the obscene couple to be exposed to the family then shame and explanation could to be provided as punishment for their deceit and nightmarish violation---but when the husband finally confronts the "filmmaker" while he is about to burn down his living room, he is shown as simply, understandably, INSANE.Their are certain unnecessary or unsubtle little spots of ambiguity in the film such as the wife's prior, semi-romantic encounter with her foot specialist on the subway, but then again, such details and the film's insistence in unpurifying EVERY relationship the adjuster has with his clients has its own reasons and means of defining and exposing the main characters that enhances the environment of robbed values the film so determinedly tries to create. Atom Egoyan stands out as a filmmaker of "ideas", and in this film as well as most of his images/pace/style express a lyrical modernity through a rich and mysterious vision. He is the most interesting provocateur.