Susan Sarandon, Sam Neill, Emily Blunt
Writer, Director=Ann Turner
A suburban magazine illustrator (Sarandon) is being driven crazy by a young neighbor (Emily Blunt) who hides things on her and plays tricks to drive her nuts, similar to what happened to Ingrid Bergman in Hitchcock’s Gaslight, except in this case it is completely unbelievable, actually ludicrous. Sam Neill plays himself, as usual, as her husband. It turns out that the neighbor is her long lost daughter, and that’s no spoiler because, oops, please disregard the whole first hour and a half to accept the real ending, which has the quality of stories that end with “...and then I woke up.” Only Sarandon’s fine acting prevents this film from being completely resistable.