Hot dog, jumping frog, Albuquerque! Its off to Prefab Sprouts favourite New Mexican haunt for this yawner of a crime-flick in which a serial killer appears to be killing other serial killers. Whatever happened to solidarity?
It stars Ben Kingsley as the creepy Benjamin ORyan, the only credible suspect that those responsible for scribbling down this load of piddle could be bothered writing lines for, and the bum-chinned Aaron Eckhart as Thomas Mackleway, a Fed with a jaw-line so well-defined it makes Gail Platt weep with envy. Mackleway isnt a man with his problems to seek. Some misdemeanour or other led to him being kicked out of his last gig up in Texas (my guess is that he was caught nicking office stationery), his favourite food appears to be headache tablets, and hes just been paired up with an irksome former colleague in the form of Agent Fran Kulok (Carrie-Anne Moss, looking as always as if she would happily rise to the challenge of staring out a ping-pong ball).
In fact, the poor fellow appears to be in such a permanent state of anxiety that actually giving him a bit of work to do seems a touch on the cruel side but work he must, for our grisly killer stops for no mans personal problems. Fortunately though, like all good Movie Land killers, our baddie has a calling card in this case, the removal of his victims eyelids. As a result, their bodies are left to spend the rest of eternity staring wildly into the distance a bit like Carrie-Anne Moss, actually. In fact, come to think of it, Ms Moss could make herself useful by lending her own eyelids to one of the bodies. After all, its not as if she ever uses them. But I digress
This is a rubbish film. Helmsman E. Elias Merhige seems more concerned with drawing our attentions to his own questionable directorial talents than presenting us with a feasible story. He seems obsessed with using tastelessly over-stylistic flashes of nothing-in-particular, not to enhance the tale or keep us interested, but as some sort of attempt at pretending the whole thing is much more deep-thinking than it actually is. Perhaps he doesnt think anyone will notice that, minus the superfluous MTV-style imagery, this is a very linear, very simplistic and very dull story about a serial killer and the bloke trying to find him. Clearly, he thinks his entire audience are marble-brained simpletons because thats what youd need to be not to realise that this movie is a sham.