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Movie Review: Chloe

    Hey, everyone. Liam Neeson is one of my favorite actors. so when I saw a Netflix title with him as the star and the talented Julianne Moore as co-star, I decided to try it. Liam plays David, a college professor who likes to flirt with young women, much to the chagrin of his attractive wife, Catherine. Catherine is a middle-aged Doctor. May I say right here to any producer that may be reading the blog, guys have zero interest in watching any sort of medical exam, okay? Anyway, Catherine is tired of David's wandering eye and decides to test him. She does this by hiring an attractive young escort to flirt with the poor, unsuspecting David and see if he is indeed a philanderer or a philanthropist. Ha, ha.
     Well, gee, you knew that things were going to go south, and they do. What you didn't know is just how far south they would go. There are a few surprises and a few "oh, wow" moments. The escort takes things a bit too far and has aspirations to be a narrator of sorts. Then the lady Doctor becomes somewhat infatuated with her new employee. Then the lady doctor's grown son meets the lovely Chloe (the escort), played skilfully by Amanda Seyfried. At this point you are saying, "This dude has ruined the movie by telling me all the twists". Nooooo.
    Needless to say, this is rated 'R' and I had difficulty keeping the review in the 'G' spectrum. If you could skip the first 10 minutes I would rate it 4 stars out of 5. Since I didn't, I rate it as 3.5 stars out of 5. Hope you like it.
    From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.

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