This film has hopeful moments as it begins. Rumer especially is appealing on screen. Her strong facial features capture the viewers' eyes. However, looks only last so long, the cliché goes, and such is the case with this film.
No amount of visual appeal can recover from a lack of plot development, of weak dialogue, and unfortunately of only semi-competent acting chops in its leads. Perhaps the lack of acting skills is tied inexorably to the weak writing of this film. Gaping holes and impossibilities and improbabilities line up and begin to overwhelm the sensibilities of what might have been a decently, arranged thriller. A few of these weaknesses stand out more than others.
For one, two strapping backwoods thugs are easily intimidated by a 5'6" skinny female wielding a weapon inches from a male's muscular arms. Why he can't flip the gun, disable the obviously weaker but threatening psycho girl and have his way annoys any reasonable viewer. Who cavalierly tosses a gun into a car's trunk after using it against two large men?
Also, a sad attempt at a climactic foot chase that should end the rival's life is boring and unfulfilled in any cinematic potential. Drugged but able to put admirable distance between herself and her attacker, the pursued girl then acts like a stumbling, bumbling weakling. After all this, why not just write an ending in which the pursued has escaped and now rests peacefully in a safe environment and then not detail how the psycho girl eluded capture, healed from her injuries, and still exists out there somewhere. The chronological leaps make meaningful comprehension seem like lazy writing on a plot board.
The film, ultimately, can be summed up in "jealous, psycho girl switches identities and creates havoc for her love interest's new girlfriend."
No amount of visual appeal can recover from a lack of plot development, of weak dialogue, and unfortunately of only semi-competent acting chops in its leads. Perhaps the lack of acting skills is tied inexorably to the weak writing of this film. Gaping holes and impossibilities and improbabilities line up and begin to overwhelm the sensibilities of what might have been a decently, arranged thriller. A few of these weaknesses stand out more than others.
For one, two strapping backwoods thugs are easily intimidated by a 5'6" skinny female wielding a weapon inches from a male's muscular arms. Why he can't flip the gun, disable the obviously weaker but threatening psycho girl and have his way annoys any reasonable viewer. Who cavalierly tosses a gun into a car's trunk after using it against two large men?
Also, a sad attempt at a climactic foot chase that should end the rival's life is boring and unfulfilled in any cinematic potential. Drugged but able to put admirable distance between herself and her attacker, the pursued girl then acts like a stumbling, bumbling weakling. After all this, why not just write an ending in which the pursued has escaped and now rests peacefully in a safe environment and then not detail how the psycho girl eluded capture, healed from her injuries, and still exists out there somewhere. The chronological leaps make meaningful comprehension seem like lazy writing on a plot board.
The film, ultimately, can be summed up in "jealous, psycho girl switches identities and creates havoc for her love interest's new girlfriend."