Untraceable dvd mostly delivers the chills, despite its conventionalities. Life is too short for long-term exposure to relentless agony and distress, even in the guise of entertainment. Pokes fun of a particularly dark hue at those emotionally stunted netheads who are enjoying a Second Life when they havent even had a first one. Untraceable engenders a reaction that is one part fascination, one part disappointment, and two parts frustration. Untraceable hasnt the brains of a class-act psychothriller like Silence of the Lambs, and lacks the balls to juice up the trashy verve of the Saw series. Stuck in the middle, it leaves everyone stranded, actors and audience alike. As Untraceable descends into the progressively more perverted territory, it begins to practice the very hypocrisy it condemns in its audience, engaging in the rancid voyeurism it pretends to abhor.