Witness proved to be quiet the film, with an interesting cross-cultural storyline and some painfully awkward interactions.  The cheesy factor is almost (but not quite) acceptable, given the 1985 release date, and the "good cop/bad cop" conflicts are pretty unoriginal.  There were some good things about the film, though.  The Amish/English contrasts really brought out the characteristics of each group, and I think that from the opposing ways of life, lessons were learned on both sides.  Rachel Lapp almost gave up "her ways" for John, and in the profoundly creepy watch-her-through-the-door scene, John realizes that had they slept together, either he would have had to stay or she to leave. I won't even get started on the vicious face attack that some may call a kiss, it was just ridiculous.
This is a little random, but hey, it's my blog: once it was announced that the man who plays Daniel is a famous Russian ballet dancer, I was waiting for him to burst into pirouettes and leaps throughout the film, so I guess that may have diverted my attention from parts of the film.
There was one particular scene where Rachel was in the barn and the light was perfectly behind her, clouding her in a silhouette, and all I could think about during the part was how beautiful of a photograph that frame would be.   It's neat to think that everything has a meaning and a purpose in a film, whether they be aesthetic or symbolic.  Hm...
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