There is a kind of discomforting cool that spills from even the earliest scenes in Oldboy. This a revenge thriller cut from the same cloth as Tarrantino’s best films – a kind of scattered, disjointed, puzzle that starts from the moment a drunk man awakes from a stupor to find himself locked in an innocuous motel room where for fifteen years he lives on dumplings and television where he eventually sees that he had been accused of killing his own wife. When finally released back into the world without explanation, he seeks nothing but revenge for the years that were taken from him and the family that has disappeared. Somewhere between “Memento” and “Kill Bill” exists this graphic, psychological exploration into the minds of a hunter and victim. I would be surprised if there is a better film released this year.