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Movie Review: The Box

    Wow! I just watched a freakazoid movie on TV. The name of it is The Box, with Cameron Diaz.  Most of you have probably already seen it but here's the recipe. A strange guy brings a box to a couple's home in Virginia. He leaves the box on their doorstep. Inside the box is a smaller box with a glass cover. Underneath the glass cover is a red pushbutton. There is a note with the box that indicates a Mr. Steward will drop by at 5PM the following day. Well, Mr. Steward does indeed drop by.
      Mr. Steward tells Cameron Diaz that if she pushes the button within 24 hours, he will give her a cool million in cash, but alas, one person she does not know, somewhere in the world, will die. Sort of the ultimate chain letter. The writer certainly has your attention at this point. Of course, moral dilemma or not, it wouldn't be a show if they didn't hit the button. We are a few minutes into the movie at this time and it hasn't started to get freaky at this point, trust me.
     I'll pause here to prevent giving away too much. This movie is basically a well-disguised horror movie with relatively mild blood and mayhem. It is, whether you like it or not, a compelling mystery. By the time it was half over I had made and discarded half a dozen theories about the mysterious owners of the box.
    Because I don't like scary movies, I can only give this show 2.5 stars out of 5. I have to admit, for mystery and intrigue alone, for someone who likes freaky movies, it deserves a 4 stars out of 5 rating. Watch it if you like. Don't expect a lot of laughs.
     CE Wills.  
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