The Movie Snob takes one on the chin.
Before I Go to Sleep (D). Good grief! The Dallas Morning News ran a rave review of this new suspense movie starring my beloved Nicole Kidman (The Railway Man), and so I dutifully hurried out to see it. I mean, Nic’s overdue for a good movie by now, right? Well, now she’s even MORE overdue. She plays a British woman who has that weird kind of amnesia that makes you forget everything every time you go to sleep. (Didn’t Drew Barrymore have that in some lame rom-com not too long ago?) Colin Firth (Magic in the Moonlight) plays the husband that she wakes up to every morning thinking he’s a complete stranger, and Mark Strong (Sherlock Holmes) plays a doctor who is trying to help her on the sly, without her husband’s knowledge. Both are vaguely sinister. Whom can she trust? Who cares? This is a lame woman-in-peril story that should have been made for cable, without Nicole Kidman. Too bad, because writer–director Rowan Joffe also wrote The American, starring George Clooney, which I rather liked.