Harrison Ford is all alone in Paris after his wife disappears from their hotel room and bureaucracy not surprisingly cannot help him. Roman Polanski uses cold-warish scares such as nuclear devices, inhuman agents and drug mobsters in order to spin a claustrophobic web around the ever enterprising Ford. The film retains a weirdly numb nerve throughout, but we're never sucked into the human side of things, and the film remains a detached collection of rather repetitive crime events. Future Polanski wife Emmanuelle Seigner is added to give the film some sorely needed zest, but even her youthful energy seems too controlled and apportioned. The score by Ennio Morricone is among his least noticeable.