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Week of April 12, 2007

Perfect Stranger. (R) When the powers-that-be fuck her over on her exposé of an intern-fucking U.S. senator, star newspaper reporter Halle Berry says "fuck you" to the world of print journalism — until, that is, her old childhood friend (Nicki Aycox) washes up dead in the Hudson and Berry sets out to put the screws to the smarmy ad exec (Bruce Willis) who was fucking the dead woman behind his wife's back. Pulling her best Lois Lane, Berry goes undercover in Willis' glass-and-steel office and, with a little IT help from her own Jimmy Olsen (Giovanni Ribisi), starts giving the boss virtual cock teases under the IM handle "Rocketgirl." Directed with palpable fatigue by James Foley (who once made good movies — At Close Range), Perfect Stranger derives some novelty value from its colorblind casting and from being the most ludicrous Hollywood fuck-fest since the Willis-starring Color of Night (minus that movie's comic self-awareness). But as a thriller, it's so by-the-numbers that it's hardly worth keeping count. In the end, so much damning evidence has been amassed against nearly all the main characters that the final revelation feels like the one that merely tested the best. Perhaps, Clue-style, they should have included them all. It certainly would have lent new meaning to the expression "Colonel Mustard did it in the kitchen." (Scott Foundas) ARN, CGX, DP, GL, J14, KEN, MR, RON, SP, STCH, TS12

Redline. A testosterone-fest of chicks, cards, cars and crashes, this movie showcases some of producer Daniel Sadek's fleet of rare, expensive autos. Wyclef Jean makes a cameo; your Saturn does not. (NR) ARN, J14, MR, OF, STCH

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