142. FACES IN THE CROWD - The guy that made this certainly watched a lot of Brian De Palma films. It's so transparent in that sense, it almost becomes a parody. Now, had De Palma actually directed this movie, say, in 1993 - I might have overlooked the typical De Palma missteps that it has: Wooden acting, stiff line deliveries, inauthentic dialog and cheesy excess; declaring it a stylish thriller in the process. And I suppose that would make me a hypocrite, but that's just the way it goes. Because I'll concede that this has an intriguing, unusual premise involving prosopagnosia (look it up). It even has some inspired touches to pull that concept off. I'll give it that too. But something is still missing. The film starts out silly and gets progressively worse - until the predictable ending, where it self-destructs. Furthermore, the role of "badass detective" simply does not suit Julian McMahon at all. He walks and talks like a douchebag. Sorry. I just didn't buy that either. And his Mark Ruffallo impression is fooling no one. I really want to give this movie points for trying, but I don't know if I can do that either because I'm an asshole. And there you have it. ... Oh... Marianne Faithful is in it. I guess that's interesting.