As Aubrey's friends, family and the police frantically search for her, a strange thing happens. She is found on the side of the road, alive! Once she regains consciousness, she insists she is not Aubrey Fleming, but instead is Dakota Moss. Her arm and leg, having been crudely reattached to her body presumably by her twisted abductor, have to be amputated. Her doctors and family are at first convinced that this new personality, Dakota, is surely a result of her mental trauma. But soon, as Aubrey's writings emerge detailing the life of a bad girl named Dakota, they start to suspect that Aubrey is playing a game - but why? "Dakota" describes a less than stellar life of being born to a crack head mom who subsequently died, then having to make her own way in the world by being a stripper. Of course, we are treated to copious scenes of Lindsey Lohan stripping without actually stripping. It was really a bit unnecessary. As Dakota is released from the hospital, she is miraculously able to walk just fine on her new prosthetic limbs, and can even climb up on all fours and have raunchy sex with Aubrey's boyfriend - something Aubrey never even did. I mean, really, let's get real. This movie makes it seem that losing a limb won't slow a bad girl down one bit. I found it annoying and insulting, speaking from the point of view of someone who has a close relative who is missing both legs.
As Dakota is questioned about what happened to her while she was in the killer's clutches, she begins to explain that she doesn't remember being with him at all and that her limbs merely started falling off and she sewed them back on herself. Ok, yeah right. And she was still able to walk around just fine with a rotting limb sewn back on? I'm not buying this. She then does some research and becomes convinced that she is actually Aubrey's twin and that as Aubrey is tortured by the killer, the wounds appear on her. Twin stigmata or something like that. It then becomes a race against time for Dakota and her father to find the killer and save Aubrey before it is too late.
While the premise was somewhat novel, I couldn't help but be reminded of an earlier movie this year, Invisible, which wasn't all that great but was leaps and bounds better than I Know Who Killed Me. This movie felt like more of an advertisement for how sexy and slutty Lindsey Lohan is than a true thriller. The scenes of the killer cutting off limbs were gratuitous and not needed to get the point across. Same goes for Lindsey's sex scenes and strip scenes. It just felt like cheesy window dressing on a sub-par story.
Don't even get me started on the loose ends and inconsistencies. The killer makes his own blue stained glass weapons to inflict pain on his victims. Why? We never find out. He also has numerous prosthetic limbs hanging from his ceiling, which he rubs his face on. Why? Don't know that either. Why does he torture them? Well, I have a guess, but it's never explained, honestly. And then there's a recurring theme of a blue rose which is obviously important to someone connected to this film, but was never explained. Sure, Aubrey's boyfriend gives her one in the beginning of the film and one is left in her car after she's kidnapped, but again, with no explanation. I think the producer just liked the color blue. This movie is an exercise in frustration.
Special Features included an Alternate Opening and Ending, a Blooper Reel and an extended Strip Scene. Oh joy. Quite frankly, they could have left these "features" off and the score wouldn't have lowered any. Julia Ormond does a convincing job as the frustrated mother trying to bring her real daughter's personality back and Lindsey is convincing as Aubrey/Dakota, but gratuitous sex scenes and stupidity ruin this movie and even competent actors can't save it. Lindsey, we liked you better when you were in Mean Girls. Quit trying to be a sex kitten and just act already.
