This can't be good, can it? Sandra Bullock is back in a movie that requires her to do something other than look pretty. Why, oh why does Hollywood make movies like this? Surely, they know Mrs. Jesse James isn't a bankable commodity anymore. This is a woman who starred in The Lake House last year. Me being the bleeding heart that I am, I suppose everyone deserves multiple chances to get it right again. She got it right in Miss Congeniality and Crash. Unfortunately, Premonition was a terrible stage with which to try and get back on track.
Let's try and figure this mess together - from the beginning. We have Linda (Sandra Bullock) who wakes up one day in some sort of parallel universe in which she is informed her husband, Jim (Julian McMahon), has been killed in a car crash. Next day, she wakes up as if nothing has happened. Hubby is happily chowing down on some grub and the kids have no recollection of the fact the day prior (or so we thought) their mommy told them their daddy was dead.
Fast-forward a few days and she is now transported to the funeral and making a scene because she swears that everything is an elaborate hoax or mistake. It isn't, so for whatever inexplicable reason, her mother and best friend have her committed to an asylum. Next day she’s trying to piece things together from her future excursions — ah fuck it, you get the idea. We're all over the place and I'm just too damn tired to try and put Humpty Dumpty back together again.
What you can plainly see is Premonition literally makes no sense (or maybe it does in some convoluted sense). That's not just because the movie skips forwards and backwards and diagonally on occasion. It's because there is absolutely no character development or explanation of any of the goings-on. Why the fuck should I care about Linda or her miserable existence?