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- "What Lies Beneath"
(Reviewed July 16, 2000)
- My God, what an awful, awful piece of work this is. I absolutely hated this waste of celluloid from start to finish. If this is what Harrison Ford has come to, he had better pray that
somebody whips an "Indiana Jones 4" script into shape REAL soon. "What Lies Beneath" is one tired cliche after another, completely predictable, with every clumsy "gotcha" telegraphed so far in advance
that
even a nervous child would be insulted. The wife (Michelle Pfeiffer, sleepwalking as usual) has one of those sitcommy, supposed-to-be-funny, "eccentric" female friends. The first 45 minutes are such a
blatant
rip-off of "Rear Window" that I expected Alfred Hitchcock's corpse to shamble past in a cameo. Nobody stays dead or does anything bordering on the logical. Why am I wasting time even describing this
bomb? The main horror of this movie comes from realizing that you have lost two hours and fifteen minutes of your precious life by sitting through it.
Back Row Grade: F-
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