Who's In It: Anne Hathaway, Patrick Wilson, David Morse, Dianne Wiest, Andre Braugher, Clea DuVall
The Basics: A plane crash leaves behind a handful of survivors, all of whom experience mysterious, unexplained phenomena while in group therapy with counselor Anne Hathaway. In the meantime Hathaway gets involved with survivor Patrick Wilson and together they do weird stuff like have arguments with disappearing people, develop psychic powers (some might call it, oh, say, a "sixth sense"), stop cars with their bare hands and deal with freaky wolf-dogs that never stop barking. What, oh what, could the secret surprise of this movie be? If you can't figure it out almost immediately then you haven't seen a lot of other movies before today.
What's the Deal: When you see the cast that signed on to be in this movie, you keep telling yourself that it has to be about more than just getting on board for a mystery that even the Scooby Doo gang could solve in a matter of moments. Obviously, clearly, it has to be about something more than waiting 90 minutes for the "gotcha" part to play out. But you'd be wrong. It's all about the "gotcha."
What Keeps You From Walking Out: Anne Hathaway and Patrick Wilson are really, really, really attractive people. If there's any lesson to be learned from having sat through the entire film it's that movie stars are people you like to look at regardless--well, almost regardless--of the junk they sometimes wind up being in. You trust a good-looking person not to run some game on you. And then when they do you feel cheated. And they always do.
Points For: Production design and art direction. Everything is shot in this moody blue/gray light, it's classy and somber and clean and everyone has an apartment you wouldn't mind living in. This is the stuff you start thinking about when the movie is too dumb to function.
Ticket Buyer Beware: I'm guessing that at least some of you are like me and are so terrified to fly that you require prescription sedation to go anywhere near an airport. If you're like that then you're going to FREAK OUT HARD during the plane crash scenes. Just so you know. I'd go see Beverly Hills Chihuahua instead if I were you.