Malcolm Rivers is a psychotic killer awaiting execution for several vicious murders that took place at a motel. His psychiatrist, Doctor Malick, has discovered a journal belonging to Rivers that may explain why he really committed the murders.
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A film that plays with the audience in a nice way during the first act. But the end is too predictable and terribly written. And Amanda Peet is the worst actress ever, or at least the worst performance I've ever seen. It's laughable.
(Generous) 3 - A supremely interesting case study on how not to write a thriller. This thing's plot undergoes so many twists and turns for the sake of being different that it snaps cleanly in two, burying the enjoyable first half in an avalanche of unintentional hilarity. I could give it some half-hearted brownie points for trying something different. I could, but I won't.
A fun film that doesn't take itself too seriously. Stock characters are present but the actors are capable enough to give them the necessary depth. The mystery builds up nicely and the film takes full advantage of its motel setting on a dark and stormy night. In short, Identity is a neat little thriller that will entertain from beginning to end.
I get a lot of fun from this movie, with it's b-movie horror stylisation, heavily applied detective troped and enjoyably outrageous (but neatly executed) twist. A film i'll gladly revisit again and again.
It started out really promising and gets better by the end of it. The middle of the movie is, unfortunately, a little bit confusing, swinging between the supernatural and the slasher genre, and disappointing. However, for me, the last thirty minutes kind of covered some of that issues.
"Whores don't deserve a second chance." ~Every critic's response to this haggard and desperate film which only on reflection causes psychological suffering. Trying to critically pin down this film is like trying to remove a piece of bone stuck in your throat by poking around at it with a fork, exacerbating the victim's pain and coating those shreds of food still on the bone with a substance that is truly distasteful.