(2007, Paul Verhoeven)
Yes, Carice van Houten was a worthy winner of the Muriel Award for Best Actress. But at the risk of sounding like several other critics, she’s far too good for the material. Black Book is a standard-issue B-movie from start to finish, replete with silly dialogue and overblown situations as well as the typical Verhoeven cheesecake. Because it’s set in WWII doesn’t make the film any less exploitative or unrealistic. The grittiest (and most gratuitous) this movie gets is when the main character gets literally doused in human waste. Classy film, eh? A testament to her skill, van Houten saves this movie from becoming a Third Reich Showgirls.