Frantic

1988 thriller

Rating: 16/20

Plot: While at a conference in France, a doctor's wife is kidnapped after a luggage mishap. He tries to find her. Frantically!

This unfolds in a very non-frantic manner. It's patient, but it still really moves. With a Morricone score that punctuates moments and a surprising amount of humor, this feels just different enough for a Hitchcockian, neo-noirish thriller. Honestly, I thought this was an Indiana Jones movie, but I still enjoy Harrison Ford when he's not my favorite archaeologist or Han Solo. He's a little grouchy anyway and likely more fun the grouchier he is. And here, he's super grouchy because his wife is gone, he has to run around like Bruce Willis without shoes for parts of the movie, and he can't figure out that a Garfield phone is a phone. He also shows off his dance moves when he tries to keep up with Emmanuelle Seigner gyrating in that red dress of hers.