Storywise, the racial card was poorly played from jump street, and will piss off ANYONE who had anything to do with 911. I mean shit, it’s one thing to mention 911 (enough time’s gone by) but it’s a different matter entirely when you have a kid tap dancing on the verge of condoning the terrorist’s actions. Not even with all the kings horses and all the kings men, could you get an audience to empathize with her situation after hearing THAT speech.
Each of the other interwoven scenarios offered at least a little merit (minus the Jewish poser), both Claire’s and the Asian gangbanger kid’s being the most interesting, especially when you see the banger kid’s finale. Director Wayne Kramer (who’s a far cry from RUNNING SCARED with this one) does manage to instill a nice sense of character in the players of his dramatic game, but as far as performances go, the only noteworthy candidate here is Cliff Curtis. Liotta, Judd and especially a tired looking Ford, were all rather bland.
I wasn’t at all happy with the (obviously cynical) way most of the these storylines played out. Some of it was just too damn ironic, but what really pissed me off was for the most part, the worthless slackers got away with murder whilst some of the more justified people got the shaft. I get that this was done on purpose for shock value, but it’s still mildly annoying.
CROSSING OVER isn’t terrible, but it’s by no means a must see either, especially considering it falls into the “one time watch” category anyway. What amazes me the most about this flick is how it landed a 14A rating with all the titties (arguably the high point of my viewing pleasure), violent executions, F-bombs and 911 sympathy. Sigh. All that, and peeps didn’t push for an “R” rating, yet there was a mad debocle over TROPIC THUNDER’s usage of the term “retard”. Go figure.
Extra Tidbit: This flick's "Claire Shepard" is a hot blonde with a thick Australian accent. If that doesn't spell "huge LOST fan", I don't know what does.