This is a thriller? With Leon Redbone songs woven through? Poor Debra Winger having to repeat this dialog ... it's like a list of words was scrambled together. One minute she's up. One minute she's down and none of it makes sense. I kept thinking "why am I bothering with this". Maybe the pandemic has worn me out and I've become masochistic. I watched it all the way through, all the Leon Redbone songs... it could have been billed a comedy and made more sense. Don't bother.