My reaction was entirely to the whole unintended suicide/skinning section. It just plain upset me. I know it was supposed to, but the level of upset overwhelmed my appreciation of the rest of the film. This was a while back, so it may not be as bad as my memory paints it. But the memory is bad enough so that I'm reluctant to revisit it.

I want to see The Draftsman's Contract again, though. I saw the severely cut version they released in the theatres, and loved even that.