Film

Identity

Name: Identity
Genre: Mystery, Thriller
Released: 2003
Cast: John Cusack, Ray Liotta, Amanda Peet, John Hawkes, Alfred Molina

Ten strangers get stranded at a flooded desert motel while a killer starts thinning the guest list, and the whodunit machinery is hiding something stranger under its hood than a simple culprit. It's slick, twisty B-movie pleasure with a game ensemble clearly enjoying themselves, building to a swerve that recontextualises everything before it. Best for puzzle-box fans who like a rewatch.

TMDb rating

7.2

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