More melodrama than shear horror, this slick looking but far from Perfect urban thriller shows a heel going from 0 to Psycho but its true villain proves to be the cliché. If The Perfect Guy seems all-too-familiar, look no further than any and all homicidal stalker flicks you've ever seen. Rather than be choosy, the movie mines from both the best (Klute, Play Misty for Me) AND worst (Fear, No Good Deed) of the bunch, piling the tired tropes of the genre at the feet of moviegoers like a cat does dead mice. Breaking and entering the victim's home? Check. Hiding in her closet? Check. Watching her as she sleeps? Check. Stealing her pet? Check. Causing her to take vindictive action? Check yourself before you wreck yourself. About the only 'unique' thing that these routine thrillers can do is to change the sex (Obsessed) or age (The Boy Next Door) of the stalker around, but The Perfect Guy keeps this dynamic traditional (the stalker's a deranged ex-boyfriend) and tries being twisty by bringing the victim's other ex-boyfriend into the picture just as the craziness starts to boil over. In this PG-13-rated thriller, a successful lobbyist (Lathan) jumps into a passionate relationship with a charming stranger (Ealy), only for her ex-boyfriend (Morris Chestnut) to resurface and blur the line as to whom she should trust and whom she should fear. Director David M. Rosenthal's movie might not end up as very suspenseful, but his effort at least looks good despite the troubling lack of thrills. Despite being a polished thriller, The Perfect Guy simply can't keep you on the edge of your seat when you've already seen every trick up its very short sleeves. Sanaa Lathan, Michael Ealy, and Morris Chestnut make for one fine looking cast but this talented group of players deserves better material that's not largely recycled. Bottom line: Guy Problems