Yet again audiences are served a thriller rendered impossibly un-thrilling by almost every twist in the tale. An up-and-coming executive (Idris Elba) falls victim to a crazy stalker (Ali Larter), much to the chagrin of his wife (Beyonce Knowles). This is one of those things that could have gone better at any point if the protagonist simply exercised either logic or honesty. And a great deal of screen time is taken up with pointless bickering about this and that. The only real surprises here come from the women. Usually in a “fatal attraction” plot the evil temptress is, well, tempting (at least to start). Larter’s character’s first direct attack is in a men’s room stall with a Christmas party going on, which was a stroke of genius compared to her second: she hops into the guy’s car, opens her coat and reveals the most unattractive pair of granny panties I’ve ever seen. Further, I was surprised at how bad Beyonce turned out to be. Her acting is stiff at best, and apparently she has a number of unflattering camera angles. The production bets a lot on the ultimate catfight between the two at the end, so it’s a shame it isn’t any better than it is. See if desperate
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