Any film allegedly "inspired by true events" is usually on shaky ground, as reality is rarely cinematic, and so veracity is inevitably an early casualty. This film time-shifts things 35 years forward into the present, and adds Gere as a journalist grieving for his wife, who gets drawn in to provide a handy center which was never present. That aside - and a horrible "heroic" climax where the movie reverses intent - what we have is a hugely creepy, generally highly effective ghost story, that captures the off-kilter nature of paranormal phenomena, by focusing on those who experience them and their reactions. The Mothman monster is barely glimpsed, save for eye-witness sketches, yet such an air of foreboding builds that a relatively minor shock had the entire cinema leaping, in a way not seen since Final Destination. Gere is impressive: his character is normally so self-assured, yet now finds himself well outside normal experience, not even knowing how he arrived in town; Patton is also superb as the focus of the spookiness. It's sad, but probably necessary in modern Hollywood, that the makers felt the need to tie everything up and shove a half-explanation at us - for this is at its most effective when we're all left to wonder what that is, lurking in the shadows.