Invisible tells that age-old American love story: Boy meets girl; boy loses girl; boy and girl get tortured by deranged and possibly retarded hillbillies. Jane and Joe are taking a nostalgic jaunt up to the country before finalizing their divorce. The pair spend 40 minutes throwing accusations at each other, mostly about the death of Jane’s father, while the absurdly campy soundtrack completely overwhelms their flaccid conflict. After all the bitching, the tense twosome go on a nature walk, and—voilà—the pastoral magic of the countryside miraculously heals their rift. But Jane and Joe’s conjugal bliss is short-lived, as (probably) inbred brothers Bobby and Bep, convinced that Joe and Jane are their abusive parents (though all four actors are approximately the same age), pull a Deliverance on the lovebirds and imprison them in a dark cottage. Mood swing! When the story takes this jarring turn into horror flick territory, Invisible loses whatever rhythm it might have had. Jane and Joe’s rejuvenated love can conquer many things, including mentally impaired country folk, but it just can’t save this unfortunate film.
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on November 21, 2006