Secret Window, Or, Why Infidelity Is a Bad, Bad Thing

I finally watched Secret Window yesterday. I'd heard so many bad things about it that I went in prepared for the worst, but it was a decent flick. It was certainly better than eighty percent of the creative offal etched into cellophane and shipped to theaters in the hopes of parting you from your money. Was it scary? Not really, but then, I'd read the novella upon which it was based, so I knew where the joyride was going to stop. Was it innovative? No. In fact, if you've watched horror/suspense for more than a week, you'll spot the twist the minute the train leaves the station, but it's still a fun ride.

( Secret Window-Detailed Review With Spoilers )