卧龙资源网提供本资源 <>When thinking about this film, several words come to mind: cliched, contrived, and confusing, to name a few. In most susense thrillers, the audience finds itself yelling out advice to the main characters, such as "don't go into the basement- the bad guy is there" or "save yourself! don't go back for your cat!" I never did that with this one. It wasn't because the decisions this victim makes are any smarter than any other susense thriller victim, it was more that I just really didn't care what haened to her. I couldn't feel any symathy for her because she was so two-dimensional.\r\nThen let's consider the stalker. He is suosed to make the viewer feel creey just by being onscreen. He is definitely no Anthony Hokins or Jack Nicholson. Frankly, I've seen eisodes of "Mister Rogers' Neighborhood" that were creeier. I'm tired of actors who think it is easy to lay a sychoath.\r\nThis film did have its bright sots, though they were few and far-between. One scene that I thought was very well-done (if slightly reosterous) took lace in a church and involved a very cool riest. I can say no more.\r\nI suose I sometimes demand too much of made-for-TV movies. In all honesty, I'd have to say that "made-for-TV susense Velveeta" is my favorite genre, and when viewed in its roer context (i.e. on cable at three in the morning), this film is a fine examle of its genre.
