
Tell No One is carefully paced, grounded in character and driven by a distinctly Hitchcockian sympathy for its Everyman protagonist, Alexandre Beck, nicely played by François Cluzet as a ragged echo of the confident, comfortable man we meet in the film’s opening sequence.Īfter eight years of mourning his wife’s murder – he still visits his former in-laws on the anniversary of her death – Alexandre is edging back toward a normal life.

This is a shame, because the film – a 2006 adaptation of the Harlan Coben novel about an unassuming pediatrician who receives evidence that his wife, thought murdered eight years earlier, is still alive – is an excellent example of the sort of crackling psychological thriller that Americans don’t seem to know how to make any more. And I’m not talking about an import this movie went straight to video, in Canada, in January.Īnd nobody noticed. Guillaume Canet’s taut, gritty thriller has been readily available on DVD for nine months now. I was kind of surprised to see posters for Tell No One appearing around town in recent weeks. TELL NO ONE directed by Guillaume Canet, written by Canet and Philippe Lefebvre based on the novel by Harlan Coben, with François Cluzet, Marie-?Josée Croze, Marina Hands and Kristin Scott Thomas.
