Given that films are generally produced as an entertainment medium, and are not produced for the arty fraternity amongst us, I found this film an entertaining ride with a surprise ending. Kevin costner has never been my favourite actor, but credit where it is due he has produced some good work over the years and this film was for me, one of his better efforts and I thoroughly enjoyed it from start to finish.

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Ok, the wife going off an a trip to the jungle whilst six months pregnant is unlikely, but hey.....people do stranger things in life ? don't they ? it is the viewers imagination that this film is aimed at, and those viewers that don't have one will struggle to appreciate this film. I interpreted this movie to be the living part of the sixth sense and from that point of view, I thought it was well carried out. If I were to examine every little detail of the film I could no doubt (as other reviewers have done) find things that don't quite add up. But I won't do that, because I could do it with every other film that has been made with the same result.

Summary. Very good film and well worth a look. 7/10

I find it bemusing that this flick is rated below 6 by the several thousands who have "voted." Despite the fact that at my age, 86 and counting, I cannot hear, therefore must rely on closed captions and totally miss the music score as well, and my dimming visual capacity further delimits my perceptions and appreciations, I found this venture both adventurous AND trailblazing, as in the "psychic" realm. Who among us has NEVER 'experienced' a qualm or quivering at some point in his or her life? I mean the wonder at whether or no there lies something beyond our physical ken. And whereas the protagonist's seemingly incredible finding of his own little daughter in an Andean rainforest is both 'corny' and 'happy ending,' was it not an altogether LOVELY cinematic experience? It continues to be evident, to me at least, that the great bulk of the "public" out there continues to labor under the conventional "wisdoms" of the ethnocultural majority, which, to me, is "slavery" of the worst esthetic variety. Kevin Costner, take a bow here, along with the writers and producers.

Dragonfly is an uneven supernatural thriller starring Kevin Costner who plays a bereaved husband Dr Joe Darrow whose pregnant wife Emily was killed in a bus accident while working for the Red Cross in Venezuela.

Joe becomes convinced that somehow his wife is trying to contact him from the other side. This includes a dragonfly paperweight that suddenly rolls off a table and his wife's patients in hospital who are kids being treated for cancer claiming to have been contacted by her.

Joe's friends become concerned that he is going mad and his hospital bosses want him to go on extended leave.

Director Tom Shadyac resorts to horror film style jolts and suspense. However as Joe's behaviour becomes erratic we just end up thinking much early on why does he just not go to Venezuela to find closure especially as his wife's body was never recovered.

Of course eventually that is what Joe does leading to a sentimental and a not very surprising ending.

Costner is in his element by putting another maudlin performance but the film becomes too corny and mawkish too often.