One cliché after another and full of plot holes

Rating: 5/10 (17 April 2006)

The entire plot of this movie has been played out before, often in much better movies. And virtually every scene has been done much better in other movies. Best summarized as the Talented Mr Ripley meets Monty Python's Upper Class Twit of the Year.
Where to begin...
The villain is supposed to be Irish, but doesn't sound remotely Irish, despite having what we are to believe is an impoverished upbringing.
The other male lead comes across as being every North American's image of what an upper class Brit looks and talks like. He's such a stereotype, it's comical.
Scarlett Johannsen's character starts out as a sexy femme fatale, but ends up looking acting like a shrieking teen demanding that the boyfriend who knocked her up marries her. It's like two different characters.
And the plot holes are enormous. The shotgun blasts that no one hears, the laziest, most gullible police force probably in the world. A homicide detective would not tread lightly to spare someone embarrassment about an affair. They'd have a warrant for the father in laws house in a second, feelings be damned.
The attempts at creating tension are laughable. The main protagonist is stealing a shotgun...and at that instant, his insufferable wife comes looking for him. And when he is putting it back, at that instant, she has to find him again. This is the best they can do? In all, a boring, implausible, limp movie that's not worth seeing in the theatre. Rent it some time, maybe, if you are home with the flu.