Okay, maybe that's not fair. Actually, a more fitting title for 
The Return (2006) would be 
Sarah Michelle Gellar Looking at Things.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Gellar stars as Joanna, a young woman who...looks at things....as she attempts to figure out what the heck is going, which is weird because that's exactly what the audience does at the same time! Joanna is plagued by nightmares and visions and perhaps a dude in cruddy overalls who insists he just wants to talk to her but 
come on- we all know that he really wants to kill her.
And that's about it, for 90 minutes. The pieces sloooowly (those extra "o"s indicate emphasis with a capital HOLY CRAP THIS MOVIE IS QUIET AND SLOW BUT NOT IN A WAY THAT'S, LIKE, ATMOSPHERIC MORE JUST LIKE YOU WILL NOD OFF) come together as Joanna confronts her past and looks at more and more things. If you've ever said to yourself or someone else "You know, I really like the long-haired ghost girl Asian horror movies, like 
Ringu and stuff? But I don't like the scary parts, I only really like the mystery!", then you will be touching yourself or someone else over 
The Return- it plays like the obligatory mystery portion of an Asian ghost-filled horror flick. The film arrived during that wave of Asia Remake-a-Mania and because Gellar also starred in the wildly successful 
The Grudge, posters and ads were all "Oh yeah, you love this Asian shit and look! Sarah Michelle Gellar is here and she was in 
The Grudge and that was scary, so you know 
The Return is going to be scary because why would we lie?", but lie they did! 
The Return is far more thriller than horror; Joanna needs to solve the mystery not to bust ghosts or what have you, but so she can make an attempt at having a well-adjusted life.
As Joanna, Gellar is...well, it's hard to say. It's difficult to bring much energy  to a lethargic film and a role that requires lots of...you know,  looking. To be honest, it's difficult for me to judge Sarah Michelle  Gellar objectively because of 
Buffy. It's probably ridiculous, but she's just one of those people- like Kristen Bell (
Veronica fucking 
Mars) or everyone on 
Battlestar Galactica-  who will always get a pass from me. She could be the worst actress to  have ever drawn a breath, and I will just not see it. But while watching  
The Return, I admit, I felt a  tug of "I guess she needed to pay the mortgage..." in my brain. I felt  it tug harder when Sam Shepard showed up, though, so there you go.
I suppose it's not a 
terrible film. It sure looks nice, but the pacing absolutely kills it. When the pieces finally come together, you'll perhaps perk up a bit, realizing you've slumped far, far down into the sofa over the last 85 minutes. You'll have a drink of water, say "Oh, okay. Yeah, that's what I figured was going on", turn it off, and shuffle off to bed for the night. Perhaps it's best to think of 
The Return as a sleep aid. It's like Lunesta for the eyes!
I'm not sure if that makes any sense, actually, but it'd still be a more appropriate marketing campaign for this movie.