All the gorgeous actors and attire cannot detract from the fact that the script is weak. This thriller depends on the fact that they assume the viewers are ignorant of modern forensic techniques. Unfortunately, modern forensic techniques forces such stories to either be historical fiction (prior to 1980) or simplistic renditions of murder mysteries that don't rely on investigative techniques. Forensics are able to determine whether a corpse has been moved after the time of death, any foreign particles embedded in wounds and tissue, fibres left behind by perps, DNA, spittle, hair and so much more. Simply wiping down a crime scene is no longer enough to cover up microscopic evidence. This story relied on the fact that the viewer would never be given a complete reenactment of the accident/homicide. How was the suspect supposed to have committed this act? All the detective could point out was a damning brooch? What about the dashcam in other people's cars to prove their alibis? Evidence is left out, no one is questioned properly, the detective acts sorely on gut instinct? Is this the 1950's? It felt like it, a noir with a beautiful femme fatale coincidentally named "Helena". Things move around her like mist (title of the story), dark forces that she cannot control but she's strong-willed, stubborn and uses her looks and wit to disarm and defend herself. All the while, the viewer is forced to endure her torment at the hands of a misogynistic culture that is bent on keeping her in her place. It's a red-herring, but also a criticism of society. It's clever, but alas not clever enough.
Review of Misty
