Fever

Every shot seems measured for maximum effect, and when the pace suddenly quickens in a late action sequence on a deserted subway train, it results in a moment of pure Hitchcockian panic that reverberates like thunder in the fretful, melancholy air.

You can see the strenuously grand conclusion of Alex Winter's clammy psychological thriller, Fever, coming a mile off, but the director's impeccably chic expressionism and Henry Thomas's persuasive, dread-soaked performance make the wait a painless one.

Excellent performances.

The only surprise here is how a film with so much promise could ultimately settle for so little.

An interesting - but very slow paced - thriller.

This offbeat drama has more atmosphere than logic, but a few sequences are strikingly well acted and filmed.

Austere little creep-out.