Where does the truth lie?

Shutter Island, the new Scorsese film, starts with the music. The music rises until our ears are almost bleeding. Yet, we enjoy the painful, dark, monotonous and thrilling atmosphere of the tunes. And so later we begin to enjoy the whole film.
Shutter Island tells a story of Teddy Daniels (Leonardo DiCaprio), a cop investigating a mysterious disappearance of a mental hospital’s patient. The hospital is based on the island, alienated from the rest of the world not only by its placement, but also by the horrific weather. Teddy Daniels follows Rachel’s steps accompanied by partner, Chuck Aule (always charming Mark Ruffalo). We soon discover that Teddy’s stay on the island is also connected to his personal tragedy. Leading us through traditional thriller, Scorsese opens another doors behind which awaits alternative, and much more disturbing and twisted interpretation of the events.
I truly hate a few elements of the film, mainly the ones regarding direction. I need to confess that I haven’t read the book, however, I can imagine that the adaptation presented is rather perfect. Unfortunately, some motifs and scenes can only work in writing, or at least, Scorsese could not nicely translate them into pictures. For example, Teddy’s dreams often produce images from the past mixed with some sort of hallucinations. Oniric representations make a great opportunity for the audience to feel disturbed, amazed or confused. In Shutter Island they just make us want to laugh at this extreme dosage of useless sentimentalism.
I didn’t like the predictability of forthcoming so-called scary moments. I can accept them in proper or worse horrors for teenagers, but I simply refuse to tolerate them in Scorsese’s movies. Watching the character crouching into darkness and waiting for a psychopathic mental patient to jump at him out of nowhere is just the easiest way to impress the audience. The audience that doesn’t know anything about horror movies at least.
The good thing about the film is that it changes and it changes 180 degrees. Watching reality mixed with Teddy’s disturbing self-discovery creates a great puzzle for all of us to solve. The film gets darker as the next facts are questioned.
I also think the acting becomes more intense and for me, much better than in the first part. As was proved before in the Aviator, playing mentally unstable hero is a perfect task for DiCaprio. The second part of the film also makes the first one more likeable. Recalling the scenes, we analyse them again, in order to find truth that we might have just missed.
Shutter Island is a well-filmed, beautifully photographed and properly acted thriller. Although watching it was less pleasurable for me that writing about it now (which proves again that the story might simply just work better when written than when seen), I recommend it. Mainly because some of the problems I had with the film I might have just deluded.