Two gals make a murderous mess of a bad situation in Mortal Thoughts. Played straight and for sympathy, tale of dark retaliation goes astray early on, despite the promise created at the outset by imaginative, energetic production and appealing performances.
Demi Moore and Glenne Headly play lifelong friends who run a blue-collar New Jersey beauty shop and remain closer to each other than to their husbands. Small wonder, since Moore’s husband (John Pankow) is a boorish salesman, and Headley’s wed to a thoroughly despicable, abusive lout (Bruce Willis).
Headly’s running response is that he should die and she wants to kill him, but Moore never takes it seriously until Willis ends up with his throat cut and the two femmes have blood all over their hands.
Scripters play the whole thing out from a police interrogation room, where a detective (Harvey Keitel) hammers away at Moore to get at the real story, which unspools in flashbacks.