Hollow Man
5.925%28%6.0
Nach Jahren der Forschung gelingt dem Wissenschaftler Sebastian Cain endlich der große Durchbruch! Sein Auftrag vom Pentagon lautete: Eine Substanz ausfindig zu machen, die einen Menschen unsichtbar machen kann. Vor den Augen seiner Kollegen startet Cain ohne Bedenken über Nebenwirkungen einen Selbstversuch, der erfolgreich verläuft. Allerdings bringt die Fähigkeit, unsichtbar zu sein, einige Nebenwirkungen mit sich. Während er sein neues Erscheinungsbild zunächst nur für belanglose Streiche und Scherze an seinen Kollegen nutzt, entwickelt Cain schon bald wesentlich dunklere Züge. Er beginnt, seiner attraktiven Nachbarin nachzustellen und schreckt auch vor schlimmeren Dingen nicht zurück. Als seine Kollegen Linda McKay und Matthew Kensington das Experiment rückgänig machen wollen, eskaliert die Situation. Denn Cain gefällt die Unsichtbarkeit und alle grausamen Freiheiten, die sie mit sich bringt.
Richard rezensierte
21. Oktober 2025•
I saw Hollow Man in the cinema and walked out with a strange cocktail of awe and unease.
Technically, it was dazzling, Verhoeven’s team pushed CGI to new heights, rendering invisibility with a level of detail that felt almost surgical.
Kevin Bacon’s transformation sequence? Still etched in my memory. Skin peeling away, organs fading, bones dissolving, it was like watching a biology textbook come to life and then vanish.
But once the effects wore off, I was left staring at a hollow core.
The film promised sci-fi thrills and moral complexity, but delivered a descent into voyeurism and violence that felt more mean spirited than meaningful.
The tension was there, sure, but so was a creeping discomfort. Not the good kind.
Sitting in that theater, I kept waiting for the story to justify its darkness. Instead, it leaned into it. Bacon’s character spirals from arrogant genius to invisible predator and while the cast (Elisabeth Shue, Josh Brolin) did their best to anchor the chaos, the script seemed more interested in shock than substance.
Knowing now that Verhoeven himself regrets making it adds a layer of melancholy. He’s said the film lacked his usual satirical bite, that it was too conventional, too studio bound. And I felt that. It didn’t have the wild provocation of RoboCop or the gleeful excess of Starship Troopers. It was slick, cold and strangely joyless.
A visually groundbreaking but emotionally vacant thriller.
Seeing it in the cinema was like watching a master technician build a haunted house, only to realize he forgot to add the soul. Even Verhoeven wishes he’d taken a different path, and honestly? So do I.
Richard rezensierte
21. Oktober 2025•
I saw Hollow Man in the cinema and walked out with a strange cocktail of awe and unease.
Technically, it was dazzling, Verhoeven’s team pushed CGI to new heights, rendering invisibility with a level of detail that felt almost surgical.
Kevin Bacon’s transformation sequence? Still etched in my memory. Skin peeling away, organs fading, bones dissolving, it was like watching a biology textbook come to life and then vanish.
But once the effects wore off, I was left staring at a hollow core.
The film promised sci-fi thrills and moral complexity, but delivered a descent into voyeurism and violence that felt more mean spirited than meaningful.
The tension was there, sure, but so was a creeping discomfort. Not the good kind.
Sitting in that theater, I kept waiting for the story to justify its darkness. Instead, it leaned into it. Bacon’s character spirals from arrogant genius to invisible predator and while the cast (Elisabeth Shue, Josh Brolin) did their best to anchor the chaos, the script seemed more interested in shock than substance.
Knowing now that Verhoeven himself regrets making it adds a layer of melancholy. He’s said the film lacked his usual satirical bite, that it was too conventional, too studio bound. And I felt that. It didn’t have the wild provocation of RoboCop or the gleeful excess of Starship Troopers. It was slick, cold and strangely joyless.
A visually groundbreaking but emotionally vacant thriller.
Seeing it in the cinema was like watching a master technician build a haunted house, only to realize he forgot to add the soul. Even Verhoeven wishes he’d taken a different path, and honestly? So do I.
