I was all prepared to write this off as a chick flick. David Hasselhoff sells electronic gadgets and he suspects his wife of cheating on him, when actually he is the one who cheats, on his trips to San Francisco (curiously, the other woman disappears for good a few minutes after the movie starts, never to be heard from again). He meets a diamond seller on the airplane and ends up 'referreeing' or 'chaperoning' a night out with the diamond seller's wife, since the husband is abusive to her (and there's another reason, but that would be a spoiler). From there, the movie is about as predictable as a certain president was honest. Hasselhoff gets arrested for murder, and to say anything else would spoil the movie. Let's just say nothing is as it seems, and then when you think you've got it all figured out, you don't. And you'd never expect this ending.
Review of Layover
