Disclosure came at just about the right time. Computers and the use of technology such as virtual reality was at its height in the early 90s, as were work place harassment and issues related to that. Certainly in Hollywood it seemed that is all they made and Michael Douglas seemed to have a propensity to choose such scripts where he is falsely accused and framed. Demi Moore is ravishing here and the pacing is really good. The setting used is good- scenic Pacific Northwest as opposed to Los Angeles and New York City. You should watch this film if you haven't already.

Slick Movie with a Message, Albeit a Role Reversal. It is a Competently Made Story About Corporate Intrigue and Sexual Harassment. None of it is Surprising or Thrilling for that Matter. It is Sort of Hollywood Gloss Trying to be Relevant.It Might be Prescient in the "newly discovered" World of Workplace Power Plays Between the Sexes, but its Computerese and Techno-Babble Made Here to be Cutting Edge is Hopelessly Dated Out of the Box. That VR Thing went Absolutely Nowhere.Michael Douglas and Demi Moore are Perfectly Cast and Donald Sutherland is in His Slime Mode that He does So Well and the Supporting Cast is Fine, Except for Dennis Miller (more on that later). But the Movie is of Two Minds and Neither Comes Out Smelling Very Well. The Movie doesn't Stink but Considering the Talent Involved, Director Barry Levinson, the Cast and the Michael Crichton Source Material, it is Flat and Fatuous.Note...In this Movie Dennis Miller tries yet another career move, from Comedian to Actor to Sports Commentator to Radio Talk Show Host, and finally as a Flunky for Bill O' Reilly. The Man just won't give up even after one failure after another. He is an Embarrassment to every field where He shows up. Maybe He should try the pasture.

A tale of sexual harassment in the office with a twist – this time, the guy is the victim and the woman the pursuer. Yes, it's another thriller that builds on Michael Douglas's typecasting as a victim of powerful women (following FATAL ATTRACTION and BASIC INSTINCT) but this one plays all the right cards. Part workplace drama, part courtroom thriller, and all the time invested with now-dated-but-then-cutting-edge technology (email, virtual reality) I found Disclosure to be never less than intriguing and well made. The Crichton source material helps, of course; I haven't yet seen a Crichton film that hasn't been thought-provoking and entertaining (even the worst, CONGO, isn't entirely without merit, although the book is loads better).I've been seeing a lot of Douglas in recent months and my opinion of him has steadily improved to the degree that I can't remember him giving a bad performance. He's fine here, providing a key likable anchor for the film to revolve around, and playing opposite him Demi Moore is also a surprise: she oozes sexuality and selfishness in equal measure, proving a powerful enemy at all times. Moore isn't the world's greatest actress but this might well be her best performance in a film.The courtroom scenes, tense and full of electricity, are undoubtedly the film's highlights and there are supporting actors to relish (Donald Sutherland, Allan Rich and in particular a slimy Dylan Baker). It's not a perfect film, but it is a reminder of the kind of solid, sensual thriller that got made during a sometimes forgotten decade of filmmaking.

I just recently read the novel, so I was excited about renting the movie version. I thought the movie was reasonably close to the book. The movie didn't get into the relationship between Meredith ( a blond in the book, played by Demi Moore) and the Donald Sutherland character. The book version of this relationship was somewhat creepy, but added weight to the interactions between the two.I thought the characters otherwise were reasonably true to to the book version. I enjoyed Dennis Miller as a wise cracking colleague. He seems perfect for that role, and i know he has played it often.I have to admit that Demi Moore looked awesome in the movie. She did a movie in the mid 1980's called Blame It On Rio. She was skinny and waif like. Boy, the wonders of modern surgery.