Vanishing on 7th Street

Clever premise for another philosophical endeavor from machinist Anderson. Opening is brilliantly crafted, but the scares quickly become redundant flickers. Falls apart in the second act and gets darker still in the third as the subtext is stated overtly, and the universe logic changes. Ends in A&E’s walking horse shot.

Transsiberian

If Hitchcock directed Hostel, this film would be the result. The plot is a bit farfetched but loaded with viable twists and palpable suspense. Harrelson, Mortimer, Mara and Kingsley lend credibility to the piece with phenomenal performances all around, and Noriega steals the show with his sublimely ambiguous creepy foreigner.