Jackson Booth-Millard The formula of Basic Instinct, hero or heroine falling for the murder suspect, has been reworked many times, so it is easy to forget that it was first established in this film, it was both the title and the leading stars that attracted me to watch it, directed by Richard Marquand (Star Wars: Episode VI - Return of the Jedi). Basically in San Francisco, socialite and heiress Paige Forrester (Maria Mayenzet) is brutally murdered, with a butcher knife, with a jagged edge, at her beach house by a male intruder in a black mask, he writes the word "bitch" with her blood on the wall. Her husband Jack Forrester (Jeff Bridges) is devastated by the crime, but soon finds himself accused of murder, he is arrested by district attorney Thomas Krasny (Peter Coyote). Jack tries to hire high-profile lawyer Teddy Barnes (Glenn Close) to defend him, she used to work for Krasny, but after an incident with him she stopped in criminal law, Barnes is reluctant to take the case. Krasny runs into Barnes, she distressed to find out Harry Styles has hanged himself in prison, then Barnes visits private detective Sam Ransom (Oscar nominated Robert Loggia), he stopped private investigations at the same time she left Krasny's office, it is clear the Styles case is the reason, Barnes agrees to take the Forrester case. Preparing for the trial, Barnes and Forrester spend a great deal of time together, they eventually sleep together, Ransom warns Barnes that Forrester is just trying to make her care more about his case. Barnes' office begins receiving anonymous typed letters that mention things about the case, it is noticeable that all the letter T's are slightly raised, and it is clear that they were written on 1942 Corona typewriter. In a pre-trial meeting, Barnes tells the judge that Krasny has a history of not meeting his discovery obligations, the prosecution's case relies mainly on circumstantial evidence. Witness Virginia "Ginny" Howell (Leigh Taylor-Young) testifies that Paige told her she was divorcing Jack, but Barnes show a love letter that discredits her, suggesting Paige ended all communication with her, and that her advances towards Jack were rejected. The next witness, private club locker-room attendant Anthony Fabrizi (Louis Giambalvo), is discredited after he claims to have seen a hunting knife in Forrester's locker, when he admits that the knife was another member's locker. Eileen Avery (Diane Erickson) had an affair with Forrester, Krasny calls her to the stand, as Avery details her relationship with Forrester, Barnes finds it eerily similar to her own relationship. Barnes feels manipulated by Forrester, and believes him to be guilty, but she agrees to continue out of sense of duty, then her office receives another letter, it suggests asking Julie Jensen to testify. In court, Jensen testifies that she was attacked in the same manner as Paige Forrester, all details match, but the attacker stopped himself from killing her, Krasny objects that this attack is unrelated, but lets it slip that his office had investigated the attack and not revealed it in discovery. In chambers, Judge Carrigan (John Dehner) threatens to have Krasny disbarred, Krasny insists Forrester staged the earlier attack as a sort of alibi, which he had planned for 18 months, Krasny also insists Forrester has been sending the anonymous notes to Barnes. The trial ends, the jury find Forrester not guilty of murder, after this Barnes talks to the press about the Henry Styles case, with Krasny suppressing evidence that proved his innocence, Krasny walks off in disgust. Barnes goes to Forrester's house to celebrate, her negative feelings towards Jack have passed, they sleep together again. In the morning, Barnes discovers a typewriter in Jack's closet, she is shaken to test it and discover the "T" is raised when typing, just as in the anonymous notes, she hides the typewriter in some clothes and flees with it, pretending to Forrester that her child is sick. When Forrester calls Barnes, she tells him that she found the typewriter, he says he is baffled and that is coming over, Barnes calls Ransom, on the brink of telling him that Forrester is a killer, but instead she hangs up. Then a masked figure appears, breaking in and confronting Barnes in the bedroom, he starts to attack her, but she grabs a gun from under the bed covers, she shoots the attacker several times until he falls to the floor, Ransom arrives and unmasks the intruder: it is Forrester. Also starring Lance Henriksen as Frank Martin, Marshall Colt as Bobby Slade, Phyllis Applegate as Mrs. Stiles, William Allen Young as Greg Arnold, Ben Hammer as Dr. Goldman and Star Trek: The Next Generation's Michael Dorn as Dan Hislan. Close does well as the attorney haunted by the memory of a case gone wrong, Bridges is reasonable as the suspicious but charming client, and Loggia gets his moments as the foul-mouthed expert support, I can sort of see why he was award nominated. The opening murder, and the ending with the murderer reveal are the most exciting bits, the relationship between the man on trial and his lawyer is alright, and the courtroom scenes are engaging, all over it is a compelling enough thriller. Good!

areatw 'Jagged Edge' is exactly what you expect it to be - a well-made and adequately entertaining 'whodunit' mystery thriller, with a bit of romance thrown in to make things more interesting. The film does what you want it to do and nothing more.As a thriller, it's decent and certainly engaging enough to keep your interest throughout, but the very best films in this genre go one step further than expected. While 'Jagged Edge' has plenty of plot twists and interesting developments, there's nothing that will have you on the edge of your seat.'Jagged Edge' does what it says on the tin. It's another 'whodunit' that ticks all the boxes for a mystery thriller, but it fails to stand out or offer anything new to the genre.

jc-osms A slick and glossy murder mystery set amongst the rich and beautiful people of San Francisco. Very much of its time which means the women wear big shoulder pads and the men are all in tailored suits.It starts off with a Hitchcockian murder scene as a subjective forward tracking camera puts us in the place of the murderer as he moves about the luxurious beach-house, quickly dispatches the poor house-maid (whose death is hardly mentioned at all in the ensuing investigation) and then ritually slaughters the owner, the wealthy Paige Forrester. So far, so okay. Suspicion then falls on her handsome, newspaper editor husband, played by Jeff Bridges, who for much of the film is apparently the only suspect before an almost caricature of the blonde, tennis-playing Lothario stakes his claim much later just to make the whodunit at least have the choice of the two potential killers.Not that it's ever much in doubt as the accused's reluctantly-appointed solicitor, on-the-rebound solicitor Glenn Close, gets too up close and personal with her client and is soon confusing the wood for the trees as she engineers a brilliant defence for him, with the help of her trusty, crusty sidekick, played by Robert Loggia who also serves as her conscience and guide.Like I said, there was never much doubt about the final identity of the murderer and it's hard to feel much sympathy for Close's character as she is so easily seduced by Bridges' roguish charms and horse-riding skills. Personally, I found the characterisation as well as the plotting to be clichéd with direction not much above what I'd expect to see in an average TV movie. Bridges and Close never really spark and neither convey any emotional depth to their characters, which might of course have been because they didn't have any in the first place.I like a good psychological thriller, but this one didn't really engage me and with a too predictable twist, was rather a let down for me in the end. More blunt-edged than jagged, I guess you'd say.

nomoons11 Right off you know that 1 of 2 people did this crime. It's either the crooked D.A. or the husband character. Along the way it's just too easy to see the ending. This is one of your typical 80's courtroom dramas designed to try and fool you....or at the very least shock you in the end. I had this one figured out a little before half way through. It neither fooled nor shocked me.Basic premise is husband of a rich girl goes on trial for the murder of his wife. The D.A. who happens to running for the Senate tries the case hard because the husband is the boss of a newspaper who happens to write articles that are critical of the D.A.. With this angle they try and fool you or steer you in that direction but it's painfully clear that the husband portrayal is just too squeaky clean. A few surprise witnesses appear and these mysterious notes keep appearing stating that he's innocent. No effort is made through out the film to try and find the typewriter that made these notes so right there, you kinda figure there's no need because the killer is in plain site.Typical 80's drama that'll keep you guessin for a bit, but if your like me, it won't take you long to figure it out. There are much better examples of 80's courtroom dramas like "The Verdict" that show how good that decade was. This one was just surface fluff drama. For a Glenn Close drama that has substance and suspense...try the obvious...Fatal Attraction.