Gaby is being interviewed. For what we don’t know. She’s trying to recall an evening that’s confusing to her (and us) and give answers to how she lost the 16-year old she was babysitting. The events of that night, as told by Gaby, seem impossible. And probably they are. She couldn’t have seen all that she reports to have seen. The story is spun up and around and ends up in a well trapped story. Jennifer Morrison reaches through the lens and grabs at the heart of the viewer. You want to feel she’s right, whether or not she is right. The film makers spun a nice yarn, wrapped it up in a tight package, and never let the pace slack. Morrison, as Gaby, was a delightfully focused ditz and extraordinarily clever when required. The consummate liar? You tell me. Some of the answers don’t arrive until the end. This is a nice complete film.
WFC