Say Nothing Movie Review

Unfaithful probably stole Say Nothing's thunder, whatever thunder it might have had, that is, sending this movie straight to Skinemax or whatever other dumping ground it ended up in.

The story has become awfully familiar: Disgruntled woman (Nastassja Kinski) cheats on boozing hubby (Hart Bochner), only she doesn't realize her fling (William Baldwin) is actually a super-wealthy tycoon. No problem, except that said tycoon inexplicably hires the out-of-luck (and suddenly reformed) hubby shortly thereafter and immediately sets out to destroy the marriage he's wedged himself into. Trouble ensues.

Too bad Say Nothing (not to be conused with Say Anything...) never generates any more suspense than an episode of The Waltons. There's no sense of mystery, danger, or intrigue. The film's idea of eroticism is to keep Kinski half-naked for the first 30 minutes. And it's hard enough believing Billy Baldwin is an actual person, much less a nefarious villain.

An easy pass.