Derailed


Don't call it "Hitchcockian" but this film is a good, nail-biting thriller. Yes, it's flawed (which is the main reason it shouldn't be called "Hitchcockian") but over-all, I was entertained by this one…mostly because of Clive Owen's brooding intensity, which he has done in films before but that he perfects here. Owen plays a suburban upper-middle-class husband and father who, by chance, meets a seductive woman on the train one morning. After that first encounter, Owen is tempted enough to seek her out again. And, that leads to more and more, etc. Where this film takes off is once the affair is over…then the action begins. Not the best thriller ever made, but something good to hold your interest on a Saturday night...

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