Transsiberian
In the years since 9/11,
there's been an influx of movies exploiting American fears of traveling
overseas, but nothing quite like Brad Anderson's Transsiberian, which owes as much to
the internal dynamics of a marriage as it does to the problems of strangers in
a hostile land. Anderson takes a twist-filled story that could be fodder for
thrillers of many stripes and connects it to a stark, isolating, beautiful
backdrop that makes it seem particular and fresh. Inspired by the
writer-director's own post-college trip on the famed Trans-Siberian railway,
which stretches from Beijing to Moscow, the film feels like a story idly
devised on a long stretch of track; it's easy to imagine Anderson mixing
personal material with the strange faces and sights he encountered along the
way.