Touches You

In truth, there is barely enough story here to make a film.

Although I seem to have had higher expectations than I thought, the movie is super entertaining.

Great example of an old-fashioned, pure-at-heart escapist event movie that doesn't pretend to be anything that it's not and has boat loads of fun being its own ludicrous self.

FIRST CLASS FEAR is a ridiculous plane-based thriller that feels like one of those TV 'movies of the week'. It sees a bumbling heroine drawn into a ridiculous plot on board a Transatlantic flight and suffering from the usual problems, namely a lack of evidence and disbelief on the part of everybody else. The only way I could sit through this was to treat it as an unintentional comedy, because the plot is so very, very silly.Lead actress Lacey Chabert once found fame of sorts in MEAN GIRLS but nowadays is content to while away her days making TV movies. This film vaguely resembles the equally poor Jodie Foster film FLIGHTPLAN although it has an ending stolen from RED EYE. Supporting cast members include SAW's Betsy Russell and old timers Bo Svenson and Veronica Cartwright. The acting is wooden across the board (particularly in Russell's case) and the eventual solving of the mystery turns the whole thing into a laughing stock.

Lacey Chabert is good in this film, which kept me intrigued almost to the end.But I couldn't take "Non-Stop" seriously once I realized that Amy was not who she appeared, by a long-shot, though that plot strategy worked OK for others in the story.Too much time is wasted here trying to raise suspense with bit players like the bartender, loony spiritualist lady, gassy traveling salesman, and creepy little girl. And I'd have appreciated far fewer examples of the stewardess's inner Nazi (OK, I get that she's a bitch!). "Non-Stop" is derivative of a movie several years back, also not that great, in which Jodie Foster loses her daughter on a trans-Atlantic flight. Without having looked at the writers' names, I'd bet they are male. It doesn't ring true for Amy's flame-haired friend to push her so assiduously toward a one-night stand when she's heartbroken over a failed marriage plan.Some of the ideas here worked all right, but overall I think the writers were trying too hard. Just tell the story, with fewer fireworks, and trust the audience to care!

What a bizarre little movie. Lacey Chabert plays a recently-jilted woman on a transatlantic flight full of weirdos. The airline has a logo very similar to that of Aerosmith, which amused me. There's a mystery about a disappearing passenger she made out with after knowing for five minutes as well as a plot about a brotherhood of terrorists...or something like that.The quality of the acting varies. Some I'm sure were intentionally eccentric (Betsy Russell, Veronica Cartwright). Others not so sure (Bo Svenson, Will Kemp). Then there's the outright terrible (Drew Seeley, David Lipper). Chabert does fine and portrays her character as a little emotionally unstable which actually adds an extra layer of interesting to the proceedings. There's a sense of disquiet about it all early on and this is in large part due to her character being so...off. About midway through it becomes a slightly more traditional Turbulence or Flight Plan type of air thriller. But the moments of weird never go away, as the bizarre supporting cast keeps popping up like hiccups in the plot. Just as Chabert is investigating her little mystery on board the plane, here comes Betsy Russell telling her to sit down for the millionth time or some random other guy I don't know the name of who seemed to only be in the movie so he could be a momentary red herring. Chabert even refers to him as "that guy" so I'm not sure what the heck his character's name is.It's a movie filled with offbeat characters. A crazy bearded guy who seems obsessed with Lacey at the airport only to disappear from the movie altogether, a rude stewardess with a drinking problem, a boyish steward fresh out of acting school who never seems to blink, a kooky old lady who claims she's an empath, a little blonde girl and her Hispanic nanny, a fat guy who doesn't want anybody sitting next to him, a supposed Interpol agent, and a mysterious Brit who seduces our heroine with ease. "Heroes" fans might enjoy seeing Ando (James Kyson) playing an airline employee who doesn't seem to know the meaning of personal space.The confrontation where Chabert learns the truth behind the mystery is risibly directed -- with the camera zooming in & out, jerking all around while the bad guy does all of his acting with his eyebrows. A character chases another in slow speed and inexplicably trips over a shoe with unintentionally comical results. Just when you think it's all over, look out -- there's a hilariously cheesy cat and busty mouse sequence where Lacey fulfills her cleavage quota that, if not already in her contract, should always be.I want to give them credit for making a weird movie but I'm not sure how much of it was intentional. There are moments where it seems like certain actors are winging it. Other moments where the director lingers on certain scenes like he forgot to yell cut. The hardest part in reviewing this movie is trying to figure out if the movie's oddness is intended or a byproduct of a poorly made film. At least it's like nothing else you'll see from Lifetime or LMN or whatever. If you have the patience it's definitely worth checking out and deciding for yourself.

In this film we ope with a crusty Professor type who has just announced the soon-to-be published, tell-all, political conspiracy plot with accurate tell- all types abounding that will blow the lid off the geopolitics of the world. The plot of this book made no sense whatsoever. The professor's assistant is Lacey Chabert constantly trying to walk, run, hobble everyone in these way-too high cumbersome heels. She is persuaded to come downstairs and then that's when the maximum overdrive of crazy, implausibility, and plain old-fashioned piano party fun and mayhem ensue. There's a screaming British dude who claims that the Professor is Hitler. There's a plane trip to Zurich, with Lacey on a one- way ticket to WTF that involves a proverbial 30,000 mile-high case of Clue: 1) The mean drunk flight attendant , and 2) the trust-fund sculpture dude, turned flight attendant, who kind of likes Lacey (they are the only two flight attendants on a jumbo jet); 3) the stranger who happens to have even more drugs that don't have the FDA stamp of approval so they are extra potent – guess who pops one? Lacey Chabert our druggie heroine; 5) The Brit dude who seems a bit of a dimwit "there's more where I came from" – o.k. we can only hope; 6) An Interpol agent, and 7) more people on the jumbo jet who are annoyed when Lacey runs around on those stupid heels looking for the mystery guy who kissed her on the flight then, disappears, along with expensive diamond ring.You don't need cards and Colonel Mustard to tell you this is a film riddled with plot holes, moments of hilarity, and plain old "HUH?" Cheers!