“Silence” is like a self-inflicted wound that eventually leads to an infection. It bombards viewers with a mixture of brutality and beliefs that never leads to any awareness outside the many ways of suffering.
Hollywood is known for remaking successful movies. Production companies do it every year. If they aren’t spending all of their money on a sequel, you can bet the people with the money are trying to find new ways to tell the same story.
Here is a movie dripping with metaphors and imagery that isn’t worth the time of day. A slick, sometimes trashy, visually engaging (or revolting — depends on what you’re into) pulp drama intended to be a thoughtful and provocative thriller. I can tell you without hesitation — it’s a sham.