Robert Crais writes a really good book with some interesting plot twists and turns and Hollywood screws it up. While trying to play it "dark" the whole movie passes on the subtleties that make for great drama and instead beats you over the head. And so at the end, the bad guys are really . . . ? Oh, that's right, we never really know. You have to read the book to find out and even then because it is so screwed up . . . Never mind. Just skip the movie altogether. It isn't worth it. Read the book.
Individually, the acting isn't bad, but Ben Foster as a serial killer? Puhleeze. He mumbles through about 30 words of dialogue that doesn't make any sense and doesn't tell you anything about him.
A shame. Had the makings of a pretty good flick if they had managed to stick a little closer to the book.
Individually, the acting isn't bad, but Ben Foster as a serial killer? Puhleeze. He mumbles through about 30 words of dialogue that doesn't make any sense and doesn't tell you anything about him.
A shame. Had the makings of a pretty good flick if they had managed to stick a little closer to the book.