Missing (2023)

Missing feels like a thriller built for the way we live now: a pulse-quickening mystery told through screens, searches, and split-second decisions, where every click can open a door or slam one shut. Storm Reid anchors the film with a performance that’s both fiercely resourceful and quietly vulnerable, making June’s long-distance panic and determination feel immediate instead of gimmicky. The directors keep the pacing razor-tight, turning everyday apps and digital breadcrumbs into genuine suspense without losing the human ache underneath a daughter realizing she may not truly know her mother. If you’re allergic to “screenlife” storytelling or prefer your mysteries slow and atmospheric, it might not be your vibe—but if you want a smart, modern nail-biter that keeps tightening the screws, this one delivers.

Missing is clearly trying to be a slick, modern thriller about a daughter turning everyday apps and screens into a lifeline, and for a good stretch it delivers tense, clever momentum. The problem is that as the mystery escalates, it starts stacking twists and crime-thriller shocks that can feel more sensational than believable, which may pull you out if you want grounded realism. Some turns are easy to see coming, and the final act leans hard into “everything is connected” plotting that won’t work for viewers allergic to far-fetched coincidences. Still, Storm Reid is a strong anchor and the screenlife format stays engaging, so if you’re in the mood for a fast, tech-driven ride rather than a strictly plausible mystery, it’s a solid time.