Mini-Review: Bigelow nearly does the impossible by crafting a white knuckle action flick that doubles as a a first-class character study of a bomb defuser with an almost pathological need to put himself in harm's way, in order to feel...something. The various bomb defusals are unbelievably intense and rife with paranoia. What are those guys on the minaret up to? What's with the dude with the camera? Harmless onlookers? Would-be insurgents? At several moments, I honest believe that I forgot to breathe.