Like Dead Calm (1989), Roger Donaldson’s No Way Out appears in the late night schedules so frequently that it’s almost invisible which is a shame because it’s an interesting little thriller.

Okay, so it ends on some properly regressive stereotyping, which you can see coming a mile of because it’s the 80’s, but the hook here is Sean Young.  Her performance is so wonderfully free of pretence and utterly, oddly charming that her absence helps change the whole feeling of the film, she even makes Kevin Costner seem like he might not have a stick up his butt.

Added to that it’s got a nice spiralling panic that consumes the second half all the way past the unfortunate nonsense mentioned above to a genuinely satisfying, self-aware coda.

Recommended.