Review Date: March 20, 1999
Director: Clint Eastwood
Writer: Larry Gross, Paul Brickman, Stephen Schiff
Producers: Clint Eastwood, Richard Zanuck, Lili Zanuck
Eastwood is charming, and there is no doubt about that. If it was anyone else in this role, I might've conked out during the early chapters of this floater. James Woods is also effective as the no-nonsense editor, and Isaiah Washington as the poor, convicted sap, with the rest of the cast punching in their time clocks with precision. Ultimately, there just isn't enough happening in this movie, to recommend it as an entertaining piece of cinema. Also, the complete 180 degree "change of heart" from a crucial character in the film seemed falsely created, and left a bad after-taste in my mouth. The whole film felt like a long day at a baseball game where the teams go into extra innings tied at zero-it's that feeling when you know that you've been there long and that time has passed you by, and yet the score is still tied at nothing. In the end, the film downshifts into your typical "race for the clock" scenario, and adds a taste of suspense into a film that could've used much more early on. All in all, a great performance by Eastwood, in a predictable, slow-moving, character study, disguised as an engaging, crime-solving mystery.