Go see this movie. Frankly, I wouldn’t even waste my time reading this review. This is just a smart, gripping, well-acted film that is as entertaining as it is satisfying. I don’t want to set the bar too high—that always leads to disappointment—and perhaps I already have, but I haven’t seen a suspense thriller this good in years. It’s not perfect, but it’s close.

Robert Miller (Richard Gere) is a master of the universe. He is a shark or a whale (or whatever the aquatic term for a Wall Street high-roller is). The film starts on his 60th birthday. He returns home from a business trip to his loving wife, Ellen (Susan Sarandon), adoring daughter, Brooke (Brit Marling), and a house filled with blissful children and grandchildren. He toasts them all, explaining that in all his years, he finally realizes family is the only important thing. Then he promptly dashes off to his mistress.

Robert Miller’s life would be perfect, but for two minor details. 1) He is trying to conceal a $400-million loss from an external audit of his company in order to proceed with its sale and 2) he killed his mistress in a car accident and fled the scene.

This movie is a real treat, and even surprises with moments of genuine humor. When the overzealous detective Bryer (Tim Roth) stops by Miller’s office to see him and the receptionist asks if he’s expected, his wry response is, possibly. Just go see it. I’ve already said too much.

It's a 9.