Michael Douglas (Nicholas Van Orton), Sean Penn (Conrad
Van Orton), Deborah Kara Unger (Christine), James Rebhorn (Jim Feingold)
For me this was a massive disappointment, although many
people who have watched it have thoroughly enjoyed it.
I can only, of course, review this from my own perspective
and my reasons for not enjoying it includes a major spoiler, so if you've yet to watch it, it's best to not continue reading.
For the most part, David Fincher presents an intriguing
thriller which sees Michael Douglas get dragged deeper and deeper into a conspiracy and lose complete control over his life, to the point of utter despair... then the twist comes and ruins
everything, giving a giant finger to anyone who's immersed themselves in the plot so far. "Ha ha ha! The joke's on you... It was all a game! Happy Birthday old mucker... Was gonna get you a
sweater, but thought this would be a much better gift!"
Considering the title of the film, it shouldn't really
come as too much of a surprise, but it was delivered so unconvincingly that the film becomes nothing but a load of contrived nonsense!