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Taken

Taken"I don't know who you are. I don't know what you want. If you are looking for ransom, I can tell you I don't have money. But what I do have are a very particular set of skills. Skills I have acquired over a very long career, skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you let my daughter go now, that'll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you don't, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will kill you."

"Good luck."


Bryan Mills (Liam Neeson) is a former spy who is trying build a relationship with Kim (Maggie Grace), his estranged daughter. She and Amanda (Katie Cassidy), a friend of hers, go on a trip to Paris where they get kidnapped. Using his skills as a spy, and former contacts, Mills sets out to find his daughter, no matter what the cost.

Taken, starring Liam Neeson, is one incredibly intense film. I think I'd even go so far as to say that it's the best film I've seen all year. From start to finish, it does not let up. Premiere said, "Liam Neeson is an unstoppable force."

I've seen many films here in my office. Often my attention will flag (see flag³ def. 1 — see also footnote below), and I'll watch the movie while doing something on my computer. Not so with Taken. Trust me. You will be held rapt, you will be on the edge of your seat, and you will be anxious to know what happens next. No exaggeration.

Horror has been defined as that which is not possible in reality that scares you. Terror, however, is that which scares you that is possible. This movie is a thriller, but it is also very much in the genre of terror, too. You have to see the movie to understand why I say this. (These are definitions given by novelists, not by dictionaries.)

FOOTNOTE: I think dictionary.com (an Ask.com service) is one of the best online dictionaries.

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