A poorly directed and even more inadequately imagined exercise in genre calisthenics, The Roommate wanly goes through the motions of the psychological thriller playbook, but never manages to raise an eyebrow, let alone a pulse. The movie lacks narrative imagination throughout, and Danish-born director Christian E. Christiansen, in his American debut, fails to imprint any sense of escalating doom or dark consequence onto the story. Myriad story details ring untrue, and even the film’s lighting and visual scheme are patently false. For the full original review, from Screen International, click here. (Sony/Screen Gems, PG-13, 91 minutes)