Good-looking actors, multi-million dollar houses and sumptuous production values fail to compensate for wafer thin characterisations and a plot which succeeds in being monotone yet meandering at the same time. Of course you do want twists and turns in a psychological thriller. But the audience first needs to be strapped in for the ride, to accept the film-maker’s proposition, otherwise it’s just taking liberties.
I haven’t read the book, but I imagine that the plot reads well. On screen however, it’s a silly superficial flat-pack assembly. And not since Basic Instinct (1992) has there been such a ludicrous scene where a manipulative woman is interviewed by a room full of gullible cops.