• 03 Aug - 09 Aug, 2019
  • Mag The Weekly

As the film opens, Jennifer Williams (Brenda Song) is on the run. Somebody is chasing her through the darkness and the rain. We never see their face, but they have a knife and Jennifer is clearly terrified. Making a last ditch run for her life, Jennifer is hit by a car and rushed to the emergency room. There, her husband Russell (Mike Vogel) arrives to find that a head injury from the accident has left Jennifer with significant amnesia. She remembers her own name and other pieces of vital information, but what led to the accident, or who Russell is, is completely lost to her.

The couple retreats to their mountain cabin in Northern California while police detective Frank Page (Dennis Haysbert) attempts to figure out what led to Jennifer's accident. Surprise, things are not quite what they seem.

You can probably figure out where things are going, and if you've seen the trailer then you know it doesn't bother to hide anything. Which is not to say that even if you haven't figured out the plot from that brief synopsis, you'll likely have things figured out fairly early into actually watching it. Secret Obsession is the sort of movie that gets called a "guilty pleasure." There's a reason these paper thin suspense movies have been made so quickly and cheaply over and over again. There is an audience for them. If you are that audience, then you'll likely revel in Secret Obsession. Brenda Song does a fine job looking terrified for most of the movie. Mike Vogel's generic, unexplained, obsessive character spouts every cliché ever uttered by a generic unexplained, obsessive character.

If you can cut loose and not think too hard, there's probably some silly fun to be had with Secret Obsession. Some of the leaps of logic the movie makes are insane and the ways in which the plot is driven forward are absolutely laughable.

Secret Obsession might be a brand new movie, but if feels utterly dated. Nevertheless, it’s a watch for thriller-lovers.