The Resident (2011)

Who is the idiot writing this show. This is not even close to a residency let alone real medicine. All you are going to accomplish is to scare patients. You were 100% incorrect in placing a central line. I ran a residency program in Anesthesiology for 10 years and I'd have reamed out any resident who even glanced at a scalpel to start a central line. It's placed with a needle. If you have consultants, every one of them needs fired. None of that show is even close to reality. I cannot believe anyone would allow a show like this to air.

If you want a good creepy film.. The resident is perfect for the job. The story gets going quick when Hilary Swank moves into the perfect New York apartment at a great price.. What's the catch? Her landlord creeps into her room at night, watches her in the bath and eventually drugs and abuses her. There is an old uncle hanging about and at first you think he is going to be evil.. But that's a red herring. The film made me squirm on loads of occasions and when Hilary fits CCTV in her home then watches the footage you feel horror for her. The movie is quick paced and believable. I liked the ending because she finds out what the landlord is up to then after a short chase around the apartment she kills him. Really enjoyed it.

or: The Raquel Welch Clone and The Man With A Beard.Julia Roberts was too old to be cast in this film so the production company used her name and make-up artist instead. ''Names changed to protect the innocent'' as usual.If you enjoy voyeuristic phantasies, creaky doors and women in underwear you will love this pathetic attempt to publicly exorcise repressed cultural memories.Hilary Swank with her new dentures is sometimes alluring as the game-playing innocent abroad (3,800USD for an apartment?) but really, massaging moisturizer on your skin in your underwear is a long way from the director's couch scenario. The negotiations that must have taken place with her agent and the producer would make a film in itself.The morality tale is non-existent as it assumes that 'woman' has the upper-hand anyway in any relationship. She can pick and choose who she kisses and should not expect to be abused because of it. She can go to bed with whomsoever she wishes but, it must not be assumed that she does it for sex.One knows that the guy without the beard is really the one that Juliet wants. They slide off each other so easily. Exactly how she sleeps so soundly while being mauled by a pervert is not explained. Could it be anything to do with the amount of wine she consumes when she is not at the hospital trying to save lives or clubbing it or gossiping in the locker room?.As for Max (most villains are called Max in Hollyoodland) he could lick my pinkie anytime without all the fuss of constructing spy-holes. With the addition of a hood Jeffrey Dean Morgan becomes an embodiment of that rascal Robert Downey Junior. Presumably contracted with the proviso that he doesn't snort coke on set.The denouement is bloody and disgusting as befits the mainstream horror/popcorn genre.The moral: If your life depends on it, sod the Hypocratic oath .

The other reviewers have been very accurate with this movie. It is an average movie with just as many good parts as bad. There's some definite creepy atmosphere going on but there are also many lulls in the storyline.While the idea may be plausible I don't think it was executed very well. There is something very unbelievable about Jeffrey Dean Morgan's character not being able to get himself a girlfriend. It just seems a real stretch. Sometimes you need a pitiful looking actor otherwise it feels like a Hollywood executive just gave his mate a paying job.Nice try but the casting was off.