The Night Clerk

For an alleged psychological thriller, The Night Clerk has no thrills, suspense or tension.

Forget the half-baked investigation and quarter-baked love story -- the real mystery here is how this movie is so boring.

[I]t's a bit ironic that in hindsight The Night Clerk will be remembered, if at all, as a movie de Armas was way too good for-an unfortunate mile marker on her road to movie stardom.

The film may intend to be a Rear Window for the mini-cam era, but it lacks Hitchockian perplexity and perversity.

Those anticipating something more traditionally calibrated will likely be disappointed with the film's muted thrills and noncommittal denouement, but the elegantly composed film nevertheless makes for a creepy, contemplative entry in the Cristofer canon.

The police procedural aspects of "The Night Clerk" are as second-rate as the detective's investigation. But the movie's more emotional quandaries compel...

“The Night Clerk” is an enigma in itself. It’s hard to gauge its convictions or tell where it lands.

The Night Clerk is quite the refreshing film experience. Full of intrigue and totally engrossing, the film seems to do the very most with the bare essentials.

The Night Clerk is a big, flat dud.

For a crime thriller, it's a problem when there's nothing thrilling, and it barely cares about the crime. Its main crime is a great cast, wasted.