What would you do if a handsome stranger approached you with the offer of $1,000,000 to sleep with your wife?
Wait, my bad...wrong movie.
In The Box the chick's still hot, but the guy wanting to give away the cash is a Martian intelligence inhabiting the body of a resurrected burn victim. And it's not nooky he's after: if Cameron Diaz decides to take the cool million, someone in the world will die.
It's a quid pro quo she can live with. Early in the flick she decides she needs the money. It's a selfish decision she'll regret.
The Box is based on a short story that once aired as an episode of the 1980's version of The Twilight Zone. The story fits an hour-long TV episode format better than plays in a movie length feature. In the longer version the plot becomes too thin and, as a result, seems campy and more than a bit cheesy. In the final act, when the film is supposed to be at its scariest, I laughed out loud more often than I got the creeps.