Having seen Identity, I'm left with mixed feelings about it, in the following proportions: I was cold towards the first half hour, enjoyed the next half hour, loved the next twenty minutes, and hated the last thirty seconds. I'm not sure what that averages out to, but it's probably a recommendation, especially if you manage to leave the theater before the final minute. (Tough to manage, I know, but here's a hint: head for the door at the first glimpse of orange groves.) If it weren't for one unnecessary twist, I'd be a lot more enthusastic; I especially liked the way that the movie reaches one revelation that would provide the fadeout for a less skillful film, only to plunge back into the story and allow the characters one final bloodsoaked workout.