Gone Review

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Jill Parrish (Amanda Seyfried) claims to have escaped from a serial killer, but the police think she’s delusional. When her sister goes missing, she can’t get official help and sets out to find and confront the culprit.


The sort of nothing-special thriller you’d be reasonably happy to watch on a plane or late-night cable, Gone has a nice sense of escalating panic and empowerment as Seyfried’s wide-eyed heroine goes off her meds and shows some detective smarts – inventing plausible lies at every turn – which also make even those who sympathise with her quest wonder if she’s made it all up and the missing girl has just gone off on a bender.

A succession of you-know-the-face character actors crop up as witnesses who might just have something to hide or cops who might be working their own agenda, but it’s a star turn for Seyfried, who manages to be credibly jittery and emperilled but show some action chick smarts as if she were the Girl With the Dragon Temporary Tattoo. There’s a creepy trip into Oregon woods at the end, with Seyfried exchanging barbed dialogue over the mobile phone with the flat-voiced mystery man who seems to know the answer, but the finale doesn’t go for Grand Guignol when the film really could do with a lift.

Seyfried isn’t bad and there are some decent chills and little creepy bits along the way, but this is an almost deliberately familiar story. If you want to see it, catch it this week before it’s...