Peter Yates directs William Hurt, Sigourney Weaver and James Woods in this thriller where a janitor discovers a murder and uses his insider knowledge on the crime to leverage dates from a hot and hungry newshound.
A very strange Friday night throwaway thriller. Mossad people smugglers, Vietnam vets, affairs, disabled dads and dosed up pet dogs are piled on top of what should be quite a simple genre entertainment. The romance is icky (Hurt plays a manipulative weirdo… one who certainly wouldn’t be the hero in this current century’s cinema), the action sequences crop up randomly. It just never settles into anything consistent. Which is not to say barely connected scene to barely connected scene, this isn’t passable.