88 Minutes in the commercials comes across as an action packed tense filled adventure. The reality is very much the opposite. I think a large part of the problem is in the execution of the movie. The movie is about Dr. Jack Gramm (Al Pacino, playing himself again) as he attempts to thwart his predicted death and frame up. Helping him is a treasure trove of lovely woman with Alicia Witt (looking good, short red hair not doing her any favors), LeeLee Sobieski (also yums), Amy Brenneman, and Deborah Kara Unger (reminding you that the liberian look can be sexy). The bad guy is serial killer/rapist Jon Foster played by Neal McDonough who is using an agent on the outside to frame the good doctor for killing that make it seems like he was innocent of the crimes he was convicted for. It all sounds really interesting except I solved the who of the movie literally 10 seconds after the character was properly introduced because it came across as such a clear diversion.
Any case the movie has lots of lovely eye candy, the core idea sounds interesting, but in the execution you have a lot of phone calls, lots of talking but really not a lot going on. The film focused more on the "mystery" of who was doing the killing and less on a fight for survival. The tension never developed because the lead character was never in danger (after all why countdown to his death if going to kill him before then). I think if the movie had focused on putting the lovely woman around him in mortal danger and less on the frame-up the movie might have moved along better. Instead it was vaguely interesting but not worth the high cost of admission. Save your money and just add it to the Netflix queue.
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