Val Kilmer was once the most bankable star in Hollywood, little ones. I know his name and face mean nothing to you, but in the distant time before the internet and Facebook and Justin Bieber, a time of legend and myth, the man Kilmer was even Batman, but for a moment. Sadly, those days are passed, and while us old ones wish for a comeback even today, Riddle is not the place in which to find it.
Holly Teller (played by fresh faced young actress Elizabeth Harnois) is plagued by the disappearance of her younger, mentally challenged brother some years before. A clue brings her to the town of Riddle, where she becomes obsessed with solving the mystery of what happened to him. She is constantly pitted against the inefficient local sheriff (played by Kilmer) who seems to be a living corpse capable of walking, and occasionally grunting out another stagnant line of dialogue.
Riddle feels like it suffers from a loss of focus, like one movie was made, got half way, and was switched out for another movie. The two directors and four writers of this piece may support this analysis. At the end of the day, it’s a movie that requires us to care about what happens up until the twist happens, whereupon we care about that. But we don’t care. We care as little as Val Kilmer does that he’s in this movie.
There’s no reason to watch this movie, and nothing it does is done better than in other movies that already exist. I believe the entire production was created as some sort of tax scam, and not actually to make a movie. That would be a better movie than this one even.