Torture and kidnapping flicks generally work out much better if you feel some scrap of emotional attachment to the characters. In Captivity, you really don't give a shit what happens to this girl. All we see of her are vapid and snobbish remarks like we'd see in a Paris Hilton interview, and would any of us care if she got kidnapped and locked in a basement? I highly doubt it. When you mix in a couple of cops who are trying their hardest to portray the most stereotypical New York cops imaginable trying to lead us along to the eventual identity of her captor, they fall on deaf ears since they telegraphed who the killer was going to be in the first fifteen minutes of the flick. So why bother? I didn't; their scenes provided an opportunity to go forage for munchies.
I will say this outright: save your $8 and give Captivity a pass. When you leave the theater sleepy and groggy, you really don't need to add the humiliation of letting yourself be sucked into losing your hard-earned cash. Some people may be inclined to go to see Cuthbert on the big screen, but you can find what you need on the Internet. Her performance here is lacking at best and really all she boils down to is a somewhat pretty face.
1 predictable predicament out of 5
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