De Palma actually has the gall to combine the plots from both Vertigo and Rear Window in one big voyeur-fest and pull it off with a certain sly efficiency. Struggling actor Wasson is fired from his role as a punk vampire because of claustrophobia. While flat-sitting for a friend, he spends his hours glued to the telescope watching an interesting lady opposite. But who is the scarred Indian, coming at her with a power drill? And why is he so obviously wearing a mask? Unblinking tosh of this order needs to be put on the protected list. CPea.