It's rare to be so entertained by one of the worst movies you'll ever see. In her latest time-travel disaster Premonition, Sandra Bullock awakes one day to find that her husband has been killed in a random car accident, but when she wakes up the next day, he is alive and well. She soon discovers that the days of the week are occurring out of sequence, but alas, her quest to save her husband completely distracts her from uncovering the reason behind this absurd premise. The story's a mess, though the fun lies in sifting through the loose ends to discover how the ridiculous plot lines relate. But it's useless when, in the end, nothing adds up.
Premonition is another addition to the recent string of thriller-puzzle films, and these are the hardest to get right. Though most ultimately fail because of plot holes or unsatisfying resolutions, anyone who can finish a Sudoku could tell you why we're attracted to the puzzle genre. And in the post-Oscar months when Hollywood shamelessly serves up drivel, Premonition is surprisingly easy to watch. But therein lies the film's problems. Puzzle films should make you think, keep you guessing, and encourage repeat viewing after you find out the secret. Premonition's questions of free will versus fate fall flat, the boring mysteries it continually raises don't warrant any curiosity, and there is absolutely no secret at the end. In lieu of an explanation for the absurd premise, Premonition offers nothing.
At least the filmmaker's fuck-it attitude proves they had a premonition too, and didn't even try to explain their incomprehensible film. Shame on you, Sandra. Stick with the Miss Congeniality franchise and finish the trilogy.
