Jonathan Demme's stylistic choices here hearken back to such 1930s screwball comedies as Bringing Up Baby, with a liberal dose of the danger and insanity of Martin Scorsese's After Hours. The tone of much of this film is lighter than Scorsese's, though, making the transition from comedy to thriller even more disarming when it occurs. A beautifully structured screenplay by E. Max Frye and believable performances with a dark and strangely erotic edge make this a film that really lives up to its title. The three leads all do excellent work. Ray Liotta is nasty and menacing in his role, chasing the pair to New York and nearly kicking them both to pieces with his steel-tipped boots before meeting a gory demise. Perhaps Liotta is even a bit too menacing, as his sadistic thrashings of Daniels and Griffith threaten to throw off the balance of the film at times, but Demme eventually gets things back on track for a traditional happy ending.