My quick rating - 5.8/10. I'll admit I've been a fan of Anne Hathaway ever since she was Agent 99 in Get Smart, so I was more than happy to see her tackling something a little darker. In Verity, Lowen Ashleigh (Dakota Johnson) is hired to ghostwrite for bestselling author Verity Crawford (Anne Hathaway), where she stumbles on some notes that freak her out because they indicate that things in the Crawford family aren’t exactly as they seem. What starts as a writing assignment quickly turns into a lethal conspiracy. Because working from home isn't dangerous enough.
We open with a lovely shot of a mansion overlooking a pond, followed by a collection of interior shots showing off just how luxurious Verity's home is. We then settle in for an interview with the author, where "It's a miracle built on villains" gets the full dramatic-music treatment before sending us to the title card. One year later, and Lowen is standing at a pedestrian crossing when she gets a face full of bloody pedestrian soup. Not exactly the sort of thing you expect before your morning coffee.
Enter Josh Hartnett (Josh Hartnett), who checks to see if she's okay. As coincidences go, this one's working overtime, because he's also the person interviewing her for the ghostwriting gig. Turns out he's Jeremy Crawford, Verity's husband, and his wife needs assistance following an accident. Lowen can move into their rather impressive home for a few weeks and get to know the author while working on the books. What could possibly go wrong?
Lowen arrives at the Crawford residence, swinging into the house like she's starring in Madame Web. Okay, just kidding. I had to get at least one jab in at Dakota for that flick, which I honestly didn't think was nearly as bad as everyone made out. Anyway, back to the mansion of bad judgment.
Of course, Lowen finds the USB that has Verity's autobiographical notes and proceeds to read them. Wow, that got dark. Real quick! Things only become more crazy from then on, and even though I thought I had a pretty good idea where this film would lead, they still tried to jam in a few twists. Whether they make any logical sense at all is another story. You'll need to suspend your disbelief a little to buy into the big reveal, particularly if you haven't already figured it out.
One thing I did struggle with was working out who the actual villain was. Not because the mystery was particularly difficult, but because just about everyone involved seems dodgy.
Director Michael Showalter does a solid job bringing Colleen Hoover's novel to the screen, with Nick Antosca's screenplay helping keep the ridiculous pieces together.

Ultimately, Verity is watchable in that shameless, old-fashioned, pulpy sort of way. Think those 90s erotic mystery thrillers that were constantly being pushed straight to video. This is today's version, just with a bigger budget and considerably better furniture. I'm sure Shannon Tweed would approve. LOL.
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