Year: 2002
Director: Adrian Lyne
Cast: Diane Lane, Richard Gere, Olivier Martinez
A bizarre turn halfway through this film jars you out of the movie and never lets you slot comfortably back into it. And I don't mean that as a good thing; it's suddenly like you're watching a completely different movie.

If you don't want to know the biggest secret of the film, stop reading now. It starts out pretty much as it looks ion the trailer - a respectable couple with a great house, family and prospects, is heavily damaged by the wife (Lane) unable to hold herself back from her animal desires in the face of the incredibly sexy stranger (Martinez) who helps her in the street one day and whom she can't get out of her mind.

The husband starts to suspects, has her followed, finds out, and you think that's going to be the extent of the damage, the drama and emotion explored in the strikingly adult way Adrian Lyne's films are always good at, like it was in Indecent Proposal.

But it goes off the rails and turns from an adult drama into a paranoid whodunit when the husband (Gere) confronts and murders the lover, trying to hide the body and stash it, then trying not to let on to the police when the body's found.

Until that point, both Gere and Lane give great performances full of honesty and realism, but suddenly you feel like you're watching a Friday the 13th sequel by comparison.

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