Review – A Perfect Murder

A perfect bore is more like it. I guess Gwenyth Paltrow was okay as the hapless heroine, but Michael Douglas as the sinister husband and what’s-his-name the grubby model-looking guy as the thuggish lover turned hit man came off as excessively two dimensional. Note to Hollywood screenwriters: if you make the victim completely saintly and innocent and make both hubby and boyfriend come off as complete dirtbags, you aren’t doing much to keep the audience guessing. That leaves you with only two options: the complete surprise ending and the complete triumph of truth, justice and the American Way. For a thriller, that doesn’t provide a lot of either mystery or suspense. And believe me, the dialogue and acting weren’t enough to shore up the weak plot. See if desperate