I saw this weird movie last night called "The Weight of Water". It's not terrible but rather double-takish. It flashes back between a double murder of two women off the NH coast in 1875 (apparently a real event) and a current-day story about a photojournalist travelling to the island with her hub and another couple to research the murder story. In both storylines, there is a bunch of sordid behaviour which is kind of confusing.

What puts this one right into the ranks of true weirdness though, is that the 1875 storyline reveals the true killer to be...Sarah Polley. Seeing her dressed pretty much like her Sarah Stanley/Road to Avonlea persona, quietly drinking a mug of tea, with her face spattered with the blood of her sister and sister-in-law whom she has just taken an axe to (politely telling her sister-in-law "I'm so sorry" right before splitting her skull open) is, um, unsettling.

As for her incestuous obsession with her brother, well that's more in keeping with the kind of roles she gets these days.

(For those unfamiliar, Road to Avonlea was a hugely popular Cdn TV series in the late 80s about a little girl growing up in wholesome rural Prince Edward Island...think Anne of Green Gables country. And even before Avonlea, she was the very young girl in "Baron Munchausen")

W-O