Retired FBI profiler Terry McCaleb (Eastwood), who has recently had a heart transplant, is hired by Graciela Rivers (De Jesus), to investigate the death of her sister, Gloria, who happens to have given McCaleb his heart. On the case, he soon deduces that the killer, who staged the murder to look like a random robbery, may actually be a serial killer Terry was trailing for years in the FBI. Can the elderly and feeble McCaleb, who had intended to spend his retirement living on his boat in the Los Angeles harbor, and who can't drive, and has to nap regularly, muster up the endurance to find the killer? Written by
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Where to start? The writing's awful: plot has holes in it big enough to drive a truck thru, dialogue is totally "not natural."
The actors mail it in: granted, the script gives them bupkus to work with, but they don't even seem to try. They're just reading lines.
The characters are not believable: the Paul Rodriquez detective is downright cartoonish, and the "romantic interests," one current and another strongly hinted at, are notable for the complete absence of any chemistry whatsoever.
Eastwood produced and directed this thing, and he's a smart, experienced pro, so it's hard to figure how it ever got to the screen. I mean, this is the same guy that produced, directed and starred in "Unforgiven," probably the best Western I've ever seen.
God only knows where his head (or his critical judgement)was when THIS turkey was being hatched.
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