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Movie review: 'Trespass'

Joel Schumacher's would-be thriller starring Nicolas Cage and Nicole Kidman as married home-invasion victims is undermined by its own overwrought energy.

October 14, 2011|By Robert Abele, Special to the Los Angeles Times
  • Nicole Kidman and Nicolas Cage in "Trespass."
Nicole Kidman and Nicolas Cage in "Trespass." (Alan Markfield / Millennium…)

Popcorn journeyman Joel Schumacher's home-invasion flick "Trespass" does an efficient enough job setting up screenwriter Karl Gajdusek's scenario: Four masked robbers barge into the sumptuous, secluded home of high-end diamond dealer Kyle Miller (Nicolas Cage), his architect-wife, Sarah (Nicole Kidman), and their teenage daughter (Liana Liberato), and immediately a war of bluffs begins over which party is more desperate.

Then the film takes a hyper-drive pill — side effects include excessive yelling, strained twists and ludicrous action logic — and a potentially claustrophobic B-movie nail-biter suddenly becomes tediously overworked.

Cage and Kidman bring a fair amount of professionally distressed acting chops to the proceedings, and Cage, of course, has a special gift for grinding already ridiculous dialogue into a delicious mince of loopy line readings. They're aided by nervy "Animal Kingdom" star Ben Mendelsohn, a real scene-stealer as the alternatively menacing and bewildered lead thug.

But the movie's not helped by a psychological side story involving Cam Gigandet's hunky henchman that the actor is woefully ill-prepared to sell.

In the end, "Trespass" steps all over its own genre strengths.

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