From the beginning of Flight Plan, you have to wonder, is this woman sane? Jodie Foster is a grief-stricken widow who's escorting her husband's body back from Germany to the U.S. for burial. Her daughter, Julia, is with her, or is she?

Mother and daughter fall asleep on the plane and mother, Kyle Pratt (Jodie Foster) wakes up to find little Julia (Marlene Lawston) gone. The crew (Erika Christensen, Kate Beahan, Judith Scott, Jana Kolesarova) the pilot (Sean Bean) and the air marshal (Peter Sarsgaard) are initially sympathetic. But an increasingly hysterical Kyle combined with the fact that no one has seen the girl and she isn't listed on the plane's manifest are enough to convince the crew that Kyle's grief has pushed her over the edge. Complicating matters, Kyle is an engineer who helped design the plane and knows all of its nooks and crannies. A woman obsessed, Kyle will stop at nothing to find her little girl.

Think Panic Room in a plane. It's actually kind of similar in that the action and rising tensions take place in a confined environment. This works both for and against Flightplan.

Foster, of course, is powerful as the possibly delusional woman. She carries the movie and carries it well. Unfortunately, she's surrounded by very good actors who don't have much to do: Peter Sarsgaard and Sean Bean especially.

As with most thrillers, you need to be able to accept a little bit of the incredible to enjoy it. If you are one of those people (who are very annoying to sit next to, by the way) who asks questions like: "Well, why didn't she just...?" "Couldn't he have...?" "Wouldn't it have made more sense if... ?" or you find yourself saying things like: "She should have just..." "Well, I would have...", you will not like this movie.

If you can sit back (theatres often have more leg room than planes), you might just have a good time. The audience I saw it with applauded at the end and most of the buzz as we exited the theatre was favorable. I, for one, enjoyed the ride.