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At the outset of the film, before their newly purchased home has been completely Pottery Barnified, and with their realtor's "SOLD" sign still burning in the fireplace (perilously close to little Kyle's stroller), Derek and Sharon make love on the floor ("We don't need a bed-we got this fiiiiiine carpet"), smooth R&B plays, and all is right with the world. What is important is that Derek has a beautiful Brentwood home, a beautiful Benz, a beautiful hybrid SUV, a beautiful baby boy, a beautiful Beyoncé (as his wife Sharon)-and precious little room in his corner of postracial America for a crazy white bitch. Judging by its clients and temps and executive vice presidents and such, this firm is obviously doing some kind of real big business, but none of this is really important. The obsessive she-devil in question is Lisa, a menacingly blonde temp at the firm of Gage-Bendix, where handsome Derek Charles (Idris Elba) is executive vice president. On the one hand, it's straight-faced enough to make their endeavor seem earnest and credible and on the other, it leaves the audience something to scream out at every egregious act committed by that crazy white bitch trying to steal Beyoncé's man. Still, for the purposes of thoroughly enjoying Obsessed-as an empowering tale of a woman holding onto her husband, as a righteous Beyoncé star vehicle, or simply as a good old-fashioned catfight-it's a good thing the producers (Earvin “Magic” Johnson among them) had the foresight to give their film a proper title. According to IMDb, the working title for Obsessed was Oh No She Didn't, a factoid that, though too good to be true, I’m inclined to believe.