I went to see this movie expecting a callous black comedy on the lines of "Shallow Grave". Boy, how wrong I was. This film suckers its audience into letting their guard down, but before you realise it you're genuinely feeling for characters you were expecting to see as cannon fodder. Billy Bob Thornton and Bridget Fonda are the stand-outs, Thornton again suckering you - you're expecting a rerun of his Sling Blade simpleton so his character's skewed intelligence shocks you every time.
On the debit side, Gary Cole phones in his role (it seems as if Raimi just phoned him up and said "Why don't you come over and do Lucas Buck again?"), and a few of the plot twists are a little predictable. But the ending will get you in the gut. "Some days... we don't think of anything at all".
On the debit side, Gary Cole phones in his role (it seems as if Raimi just phoned him up and said "Why don't you come over and do Lucas Buck again?"), and a few of the plot twists are a little predictable. But the ending will get you in the gut. "Some days... we don't think of anything at all".