Похищение
Director:
Roland JofféGuión:
Larry CohenCámara:
Daniel PearlMúsica:
Marco BeltramiReparto:
Elisha Cuthbert, Daniel Gillies, Pruitt Taylor Vince, Laz Alonso, Rebekah Ryan, Michael Harney, Pavel Serdyuk, Olivia Negrón, Elijah RuncornSinopsis(1)
Jennifer es una celebridad, un icono de moda, y ahora yace inconsciente en una cama de hierro, con sus elevados tacones colgando del colchón, en una habitación sin ventanas. Se despierta desorientada y confusa. Sus susurros rebotan en las frías paredes desnudas. Está enjaulada. Jennifer chilla de pánico y frustración. El aparato de televisión del rincón se enciende para mostrar el lujoso apartamento de Jennifer; luego, cambia a otra escena que muestra a Jennifer acurrucada en la parte posterior de una furgoneta, entre recambios, neumáticos y herramientas. Una mano irrumpe en el fotograma y le acaricia el cabello antes de que el televisor se apague de nuevo. El carcelero acaba de hacer su presentación. En el mundo exterior, los detectives Bettiger y Disantos inspeccionan el escenario. En el apartamento de Jennifer descubren una pequeña urna de cristal llena de un misterioso polvo gris blanquecino. Han visto esto antes, son los restos de una cremación. Comprenden al instante que no les queda mucho tiempo. (New World Films S.A)
(más)Reseñas (1)
Far from as harsh as the advertising campaign suggested. On the contrary - at times surprisingly gentle and friendly towards the main character. Joffé, in his old age, rests and makes films for pleasure (I don't want to know what this gentleman does in private) and borrowed Elisha as a toy. She has the most thankless role in recent years. To play a blonde locked in a room, screaming hysterically and uttering incomprehensible wisdom. The storyline in isolation is the lesser evil, despite the incredibly predictable basic twist that ruins all the strong moments of the last few tens of minutes. The second storyline with the detectives eventually proves to be a dead end, where everything becomes clear to everyone at first glance and where I can't help but laugh at the nonsensical dialogues. The saving grace is the final half hour, where there is tension, scares, and everything I hoped for. Due to many (really many) logical blunders, absurdities, and mistakes, I can only give it two stars. Without Miss Cuthbert, it would probably be even lower, but with her, I would gladly watch a three-hour adaptation of the theory of developmental psychology.
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