"The Lighthouse" is a disappointment. You've seen "The Shining," you've seen the descent into madness that is the descending beginning from point one, here. (There's noplace to go else *to* -- it's like when those critics talk about cutting to a telephone so you can wait for it to ring.) Dafoe's too Dafoe-y, and Robert Matthison battles a seagull the size of a turkey at one point. Suffice it to say, the movie's a *movie* (and knows it) and doesn't have to build internal logic or narrative credibility to go surreal later; it cheats its own logic by thinking it's whimsically constructed to begin with and just tosses every next thing in there -- think "plausible enough" and you'll understand why you're not won over. Since the filmmakers won't risk being bored, you are.

(I'd rather listen to "Good Morning, Captain!")