Time Out says
‘Twisted’ doesn’t do it as a nail-biter, for any number of reasons: Sarah Thorpe’s screenplay is a compendium of by-the-book clichés; Kaufman’s direction leaves the material stranded in a limbo between po-faced and trashy; Judd’s approximation of drunkenness is worrying to behold. Andy Garcia as her squad partner and co-suspect (but aren’t they all?) soft-peddles until the final act before flipping his lid something garish; Samuel L Jackson coasts lazily as her guardian patron. Interesting, though, how it is the hackneyed serial-killer thriller where Hollywood now explores (or exploits) grown-up women’s issues; in its gormless way, ‘Twisted’ nags at the worry that a self-determined sex life is still a risk for a career woman who tries to vie with the men.
Strong opening credits over foggy San Fran, too.
Cast and crew
Samuel L Jackson