This Netflix's thriller is directed and written by Peter Sullivan, whom has no significant credits to his resume. To prove Netflix's diversity, the company hired on Rasheeda Garner to co-write the screenplay as the token black voice in the writing team. It seems that this is another Sullivan failure, equipt with two true black stars painfully reciting this 90's style writing mashed with Lifetime's predictable plot. Nia Long and Omar Epps do not burn up the screen, do not not seem compatible, and do not seem too thrilled in making this film. The movie starts and ends with the all too familiar Tyler Perry type narrative, where the confused black female makes many in the heat of the moment mistakes, without ever taking on full responsibility or seemingly learn anything from her actions. The crazy and deranged black man in the film is in need of more medical help than he is already receiving from his terrible psychiatrist. No doctor in these types of films ever seem to know that their patients are homicidal mad men. In reality, people like Epps' character are sadly broken with back stories that are never fully explored. Epps role as the villain in this slow burn is unbelievable. The writing is terrible. The misuse of the actors is purely criminal. No character has a complete story arch worth investing into. Sanaa Lathan, Morris Chestnut, and Michael Ealy made this exactly movie in 2015, named The Perfect Guy. Black leads being directed and written for by a white man really hurts this film to unrepairable levels. Luckily this film can be streamed, because it would not make $100.00 dollars in the cinemas. This film should be played while cleaning, cooking, or having sex with volume low in the background. I found myself looking at the time for the nightmare to end halfway through the watch. Long herself had choice words about the production companies lack of diversity, and it shows. Back to 1987 to see Fatal Attraction.
I rate this movie: Not Entertaining with 2/5 movie tickets