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What Lies Beneath seemed promising dangling there at the rental video place. Harrison Ford, who has been in some crappy movies lately, with Michelle Pfeiffer, who made a rather hot Cat-Woman in Batman Returns, in a Hitchcock-esque horror film. At least that's what I thought it was going to be like. Harrison Ford should get a new agent; first Six Days, Seven Nights and now What Lies Beneath. Ford turned down the Jack Ryan role (a role he claimed was one of his favorites) and the Michael Douglas part in Traffic because he claimed audiences didn't want to see him as a bad guy character. If you've ever seen Traffic (hell, if you've ever seen the previews), you will know that logic makes no sense. Back to What Lies Beneath. Michelle Pfeiffer and Harrison Ford are a couple who are going through some marital difficulties after coping with their daughter leaving for college. Ford works as scientist of some sort while Pfeiffer is a house wife-with no kid to take care of, she does absolutely nothing except stalk her next door neighbor. I'm not kidding when I define what she does as nothing-the first 90 minutes of this 120 minute flick have very little plot. Sure, there are some funny moments. I rather enjoyed the last 30 minutes of the movie. Harrison Ford does a much better job acting in this movie versus, say, his lame-ass job in Six Days, Seven Nights. He tries out some sides of Ford that are rarely seen like the crying Harrison Ford and the wacky Harrison Ford. I realize this movie is probably slow for reasons of suspense, but suspense movies aren't suppose to try and lull you to sleep. Not any suspense movies that I know of anyway. While my knowledge of Hitchcock is very limited, I know that the opening 90 minutes of this movie are based off of Rear Window. Knowing this, I probably won't see Rear Window. The music in What Lies Beneath is very bland. The directing is all right and even effective in a few parts and while the editor could be blamed for the slow pace, it ultimately lands on the directors' shoulders. Sure you can blame the screenwriter(s), but the truth is a movie rarely represents the script anyway. I give What Lies Beneath ** out of ****. Rent it if you're an insomniac. |