When I start talking to the characters on the screen, I know it's a bad movie. I should've turned this one off after 30 minutes but I kept watching it to see if it would get any better, which it didn't, and, not only did the ending leave me scratching my head as one poster said, but it left me dope-slapping myself for wasting so much of my time.
Plot holes? Too many to count. Logic? Nowhere to be seen.
A woman tells some jerk she just met in a bar that sometimes she wishes her husband was dead -- and show me one woman who hasn't said that at least once in her married life -- and just like that he says, "I'll kill him for you," and she doesn't say to herself, "Uh, could this guy be a psychopath by any chance?" and make some excuse to get the hell out of there and put as much distance as possible between them? The jerk, who later really murders her husband, threatens to tell the cops she paid him to do it BEFORE he demands that she give him $30,000. Here is where I was talking to the screen, saying, go ahead, tell them that, because there's nothing to prove it, no paper trail, no bank withdrawals, nothing.
And while the guy is acting wild and crazy and making his demands for money he casually goes over to the dresser and opens the drawer and takes out a clean shirt. I might have missed something that happened before, but why does anyone keep his shirts folded in a drawer instead of hanging in the closet and how did this guy know that's where they were? And why are there dress shirts in the drawer of a vacation house to begin with? And tell me how the shirt is not hanging off him, seeing as how the husband was shorter and weighed about 50 pounds more than him?
Halle Berry's character is smart enough to double-cross the guy who plotted to kill her husband, but she doesn't take the time to make sure at least some of her husband's assets are in her name. So now that he's dead, not only does she have to wait for his estate to be probated, which could take more than a year, during which time she would have no income whatsoever, but the man's whole family could now claim a share in the estate, conceivably leaving her with about ten bucks when all is said and done. I'll grant you that we don't know how large a family the man had, or if he even had a family at all, but logic dictates he would have at least a cousin or two somewhere who would definitely make a claim against a multi-million dollar estate.
What I love most about murder movies is the funerals themselves. Here the man who runs a broadcasting company of all things gets killed and there are what, 22 people at the funeral? No cameras and no news teams to cover such a terrible tragedy, not even from his own company! And the killer comes up to the widow and nobody stops to ask who this man is, since he's obviously not dressed appropriately for the occasion and seems to be causing the widow to be upset and angry.
The ending was stupidest of all because Halle Berry and her lover's ex-wife drive off, acting smug, when all they have is 30 grand between them to last them for who knows how long, and with their lifestyles you know it won't get them very far ... and they're saying men are idiots?
I'm the real idiot, for having wasted my time on this silly movie, so learn from my mistake and watch something else.
Plot holes? Too many to count. Logic? Nowhere to be seen.
A woman tells some jerk she just met in a bar that sometimes she wishes her husband was dead -- and show me one woman who hasn't said that at least once in her married life -- and just like that he says, "I'll kill him for you," and she doesn't say to herself, "Uh, could this guy be a psychopath by any chance?" and make some excuse to get the hell out of there and put as much distance as possible between them? The jerk, who later really murders her husband, threatens to tell the cops she paid him to do it BEFORE he demands that she give him $30,000. Here is where I was talking to the screen, saying, go ahead, tell them that, because there's nothing to prove it, no paper trail, no bank withdrawals, nothing.
And while the guy is acting wild and crazy and making his demands for money he casually goes over to the dresser and opens the drawer and takes out a clean shirt. I might have missed something that happened before, but why does anyone keep his shirts folded in a drawer instead of hanging in the closet and how did this guy know that's where they were? And why are there dress shirts in the drawer of a vacation house to begin with? And tell me how the shirt is not hanging off him, seeing as how the husband was shorter and weighed about 50 pounds more than him?
Halle Berry's character is smart enough to double-cross the guy who plotted to kill her husband, but she doesn't take the time to make sure at least some of her husband's assets are in her name. So now that he's dead, not only does she have to wait for his estate to be probated, which could take more than a year, during which time she would have no income whatsoever, but the man's whole family could now claim a share in the estate, conceivably leaving her with about ten bucks when all is said and done. I'll grant you that we don't know how large a family the man had, or if he even had a family at all, but logic dictates he would have at least a cousin or two somewhere who would definitely make a claim against a multi-million dollar estate.
What I love most about murder movies is the funerals themselves. Here the man who runs a broadcasting company of all things gets killed and there are what, 22 people at the funeral? No cameras and no news teams to cover such a terrible tragedy, not even from his own company! And the killer comes up to the widow and nobody stops to ask who this man is, since he's obviously not dressed appropriately for the occasion and seems to be causing the widow to be upset and angry.
The ending was stupidest of all because Halle Berry and her lover's ex-wife drive off, acting smug, when all they have is 30 grand between them to last them for who knows how long, and with their lifestyles you know it won't get them very far ... and they're saying men are idiots?
I'm the real idiot, for having wasted my time on this silly movie, so learn from my mistake and watch something else.