"Wow. So sexy."
When this movie decides that it needs to open with a dictionary definition of the word solace, it is either patronising its audience or showing how dumbed-down culture has become. This psycho-thriller-shot-like-a-car-ad infuriates with its uneven and inconsistent mix of style and ideas, abrupt narrative lurches and a very unclear message. Anthony Hopkins elevates the material when the script actually gives him an opportunity, Abbie Cornish creates a solid character in a largely thankless role, Jeffrey Dean Morgan does what he can with an underdeveloped central character, and amazingly Colin Farrell arrives late in the day to steal the movie with coherent and effective (if all too brief) character work. Like the two key psychic characters, the audience can see what is coming all too easily thanks to the entire plot being openly signalled very early on, leaving a rather dull plod for the viewer to get to the end.
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