A thriller that keeps you thinking until the end, "Identity," like last year's "The Ring," is one of the films of it's kind in recent years.

The story takes place on a rainy night at an out of the way hotel. One by one, like characters out of an Agatha Christie novel, the players begin to arrive. The aging actress and her driver, the young newlywed couple, the prostitute heading for a new life, a family that has had an accident and a cop transporting a prisoner. They are all met by a very jittery night manager who assigns them their rooms. And then it begins! No one is who they seem to be. And shortly, like a modern version of 10 Little Indians, people begin disappearing.

I'm a big fan of director Mangold's police drama, Copland, and it's good to see he still has an eye for what grabs us. As the story unfolds and bad things begin to happen, you are constantly forced to think.............and rethink. Is it the convict? What about the hotel manager? Gosh, for a chauffeur he sure knows a lot. The cast is top notch, led by Cusack, whose quiet demeanor is quickly put aside as the chauffeur who begins finding answers. Liotta is well cast as the cop who must not only deal with his prisoner but with the events that take place. Peete and an unrecognizable Rebecca DeMornay bring real emotion to their roles as, respectively, the prostitute and the fading actress, while convict Jake Bussey is an almost eerily mirror version of his father, Gary.

The main ingredients of a great who dunnit are a superior story and a foolproof cast. Identity has both of these in spades. On a scale of zero to four stars, I give it