88 Minutes

The movie is about some psychological babbler by the name of Dr. Jack Gramm who has the power to have people arrested when there is no evidence to connect the to the crime and send that man to his death with his word only! Years later Jack gets a message saying he’s going to die in 88 minutes so his out of shape self goes running, almost randomly, around to find out whose the culprit. I think you’ve probably already guess I didn’t like the movie. There’s nothing more that I hate is when there’s a movie, with a brilliant actor, that I’m looking forward to, and it ends up being SO BAD. Al Pacino, I’m almost to the point where I give up on the guy and going to just assume that the next movie he’s is going to be terrible. He’s recently been in so many bad movies. He’s just going from one easy paycheck to the next. It’s a shame really.

Now the reason why this movie is so bad is because there is no doubt. Maybe Dr. Jack Gramm is wrong! Maybe the perfectly sculpted mountain of evidence against the supposed killer is actually faulty. But there is no doubt because there was never evidence. When a FBI agent confronts Dr. Jack Gramm with the concept of him being wrong, instead of the viewer being plummeted into engaging dialogue between the two, each defending their views of why the evidence is solid or why its faulty, you get Jack awkwardly staring at the FBI agent and then yelling “NO, NO, NO! Your wrong I’m right, GOODBYE!” then he leaves.  I could go on with the many faults of the movie, but ill just tell you to trust me. Save your money folks, you don’t deserve to waste it.

 

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