Prima di dirti addio

Sean Young moves through the tense plot with the power of a piece of parsley on its way to a pasta dish. Squeaks when violent knife appears, squeals when a nasty grilling looks certain.

Absolutely meltdown of a great novel to a mushy leftover. A mysterious boat explosion,and who's left and who dunnit, leaves her role as the sleuth wife one that a good actress could have turned into a iron-clad knock-out. Instead the mystery is how a tight Mary Higgins-Clark plot could be reduced to badly- knitted sweater - full of holes,easily unraveled and shrunk beyond belief.