If you like Amanda Seyfried, and I do despite the career doldrums induced by In Time, Red Riding Hood and Dear John, Gone is not the antidote to her recent bad choices. It’s a substandard thriller that traps Seyfried in the role of Jill Parrish (Amanda Seyfried), a waitress the police believe cried wolf by claiming she’d escaped a crazed kidnapper. Now, a year later, Jill – hyped up on anxiety pills – comes home to find her sister gone. She’s sure it’s the same rapey-eyed maniac and goes in pursuit. That’s the premise and I’m sure a talent like David Fincher could make something of it. But Brazilian director Heitor Dhalia merely recycles bump-in-the-night thriller tropes. There’s no thrill in Gone because you can see every surprise coming. It lies there flapping like a dying fish. Skip it.