The Ninth Gate.

Wow.

I hated it.  Like, with a passion.

I didn't just hate it as an adaptation -- sometimes I have a hard time separating, but I'm absolutely sure of this -- I hated it as a movie.

There's only so many times that I can watch Lena Olin attempt to rip people's throats out.  Once was too many.  But Polanski had to go for twice.  It just got silly.

In good news, I continue to adore The League of Gentlemen, regardless of how depraved that makes me.  It kills me.  SO FUNNY.