This is a movie that had so much potential to be something better than it was. The trailer sets everything up for us: Clive Owen and Catherine Keener have a daughter who just turned 14, and they got her a laptop. Now she finds out about chatting via her iPod, so she chats on her new laptop.
She meets a boy in a chat room, and there is an instant attraction; at first only seen him she has not seen him yet. First, he is in high school, like her; then in college; then he's a senior, etc.; they agree to meet at the local mall.
She, as well as we, are shocked that he is, in fact, a man in his 30's; he has totally tricked her into this situation, and the rest is uncomfortable to watch from here on out.
There are so many movies out these days where the woman(no matter what age)is the victim; I personally am tired of this type of film and in no way find this entertaining.
If this had been done by another filmmaker than David Schwimmer(Friends), then this might play better than an after-school special.
Clive Owen and Catherine Keener are much better than this movie ever could be, but with the right work it could have been better.
The emotions are so held in, and there is little emotion from either character of the parents; the child here felt like she was on her own.
I have seen so many movies like this: The Accused, I Spit on Your Grave, The Last House on The Left, & this one; they all made me feel numb and ashamed to be a part of this world as a man.
I realize that there is a message here, but it gets lost in the bad story and direction
The House Lights Are Up
Time To Leave
Until Next Time
Anthony
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