Time Out by Joshua Rothkopf

Amer could exist only as a movie, not as a novel or a pop song. If you give it a whirl, you won't simply get drunk on its immediacy; you may throw out plot and character altogether.

Village Voice by Ella Taylor

The pleasures of this gorgeous, clever, and visceral film are almost exclusively aesthetic. Those unmoved or alienated by the porn of pain may be left flopping as nervelessly as one of the movie's severed limbs.

Los Angeles Times by Kevin Thomas

Consistently outrageous and relentlessly surreal, the Belgian film is, intentionally or not, frequently funny; it's also compelling and distinctive.

Movieline by Stephanie Zacharek

Unsettling, energizing and more than a little mystifying, Amer is the kind of movie that may leave you feeling indifferent or puzzled at the end. But damned if it doesn't return, days later, to visit - kind of like a killer in black leather gloves.

Empire

Not for everyone, but fans of Dario Argento will find plenty to like about this otherworldly study of sex and sensuality.

Empire by Sam Toy

Not for everyone, but fans of Dario Argento will find plenty to like about this otherworldly study of sex and sensuality.

The New York Times by Stephen Holden

What does it all mean? Less than meets the eye. Amer is a voluptuous wallow in recycled psychosexual kitsch.

The Hollywood Reporter by Frank Scheck

This tedious exercise in abstraction by Belgian filmmakers Helene Cattet and Bruno Forzani well apes the visual stylization of such filmmakers as Mario Bava and Dario Argento without bothering to provide anything equivalent in terms of theme or content.