Jessica (Judd) is a police officer on the verge of a nervous breakdown. While investigating a murder, she finds herself at the centre of the investigation as her former lovers are picked off one by one.
Ashley Judd is no stranger to the role of a woman accused, but one of the ‘twists’ here is that the San Francisco cop is not convinced of her innocence herself — probably because she keeps blacking out before finding her ex-lovers dead.
No-one, however, is beyond suspicion in Philip Kaufman’s film, which is one of its flaws. The movie alternately points the finger at each character so conspicuously that the ‘surprise’ culprit feels plucked at random.
Both Andy Garcia and Samuel L. Jackson are understretched as a colleague and mentor respectively, and while Judd’s character has potential interest — the hard-drinking, promiscuous police inspector, still bruised from the death of the cop father, would more usually be a man in this type of gritty drama — but the role-reversal in Twisted feels far too contrived.
The movie may dole out a few guilty pleasures, but you won’t believe a word of it.