Like watching three movies in one, The Forgotten is a script divided into three discint acts, each of which take you in an entirely different direction. At times you think like you stepped into another movie, and that fact makes predicting what is to come almost impossible unless a friend has ruined it for you. Calm, insane, confident, unsure, everything is here, wrapped up in an outstanding performance by Julianne Moore who carries the part of a broken down house wife who's just lost her young son perfectly. I know people in therapy and the expressions Moore gives, right down to the intense blushing on her face, are perfect.

The Forgotten, unlike an earlier season release The Village, keeps you off track and totally involved. It's not complex, but it seems to be. An unlike movies like Contact, where the writers reached the end and choked on a resolution, The Forgotten delivers. Sure there are questions to be answered after the credits role, but they can't be answered in an hour and 40 minutes.

If you want blood and a huge special effects flick, this isn't for you. There are only half a dozen special effects shots, however, less is more and those shots are like nothing that I've ever seen on film. Your heart will nearly stop during four specific occassions that can only be appreciated in the theater.