- Rated - Stone Cold
When I enter a cinema I make a contract: to suspend disbelief for the
whole film. And I will not walk out on a film, no matter what.
With The Game, I wanted to breach that contract. I didn't walk out, but
I do want my money back.
When you guess the ending, and the whole premise of a film, within a
few moments of the film beginning, it is not always the end of the
world. Often you can sit back and enjoy other aspects of the film - the
direction, the characters, the acting, the editing, the art direction
and so on. But in The Game, it wasn't enough. Even the setting of San
Francisco, which I knew well enough to recognise landmarks, didn't
compensate for what I considered to be an absolutely stupid premise for
Instead, bored, I took to picking holes in the plot and debunking the
film's logic. This, of course, made me even more contemptuous of the
film. And though I must admit that the ending did give me a moment's
pause while I thought, for a moment, that I might have been wrong - I