tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5134723393481303228.post2744551774337681161..comments2009-12-29T09:52:23.453-06:00Comments on Nashville Film Blog: Tell No One: the stickyBelcourt Theatrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451582665222297125noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5134723393481303228.post-89441988309799097762008-08-26T12:22:00.000-05:002008-08-26T12:22:00.000-05:00Yeah, there was definitely a let's-explain-it conv...Yeah, there was definitely a let's-explain-it conversation that came out of the book.Joshua Hayeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08457319298816045442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5134723393481303228.post-88805445933816475042008-08-26T12:17:00.000-05:002008-08-26T12:17:00.000-05:00You know when somebody comes up to you and asks, "...You know when somebody comes up to you and asks, "What have you seen lately that's good?" And you always go blank and wish there was a movie you could recommend to pretty much anybody who asks? Something that would satisfy people who love mainstream movies as well as arthouse films? This is that movie. When people buy a ticket to a megaplex clunker like <I>Firewall</I> or <I>Along Came a Spider</I>, this is exactly the movie they're hoping to see: a smartly crafted, superbly acted diversion all tied up in a neat bow. <BR/><BR/>I am curious whether the stuff that seems most clunky and formulaic (especially the big explaining-the-mystery scene near the end) comes from the book or the adaptation. On the evidence of this, though, I can't imagine why more Harlan Coben books aren't being snapped up for movies: they seem like reasonably sturdy frames on which to hang a lively, jazzy genre piece—something the French have always excelled at.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com