In an overpopulated futuristic Earth, a New York police detective finds himself marked for murder by government agents when he gets too close to a bizarre state secret involving the origins of a revolutionary and needed new foodstuff.
Edward G. Robinson,
A grieving mother, Telly Paretta, is struggling to cope with the loss of her 9-year-old son. She is stunned when her psychiatrist and her husband tell her that she has created eight years of memories of a son she never had. But when she meets the father of one of her son's friend who is having the same experience, Telly embarks on a mission to prove her son's existence and her sanity. Written by
Before Telly starts tearing away the wallpaper in Ash's office we see a framed Hockey Jersey and five smaller framed pictures on the wall hanging over a desk. When she starts cutting the paper everything is still there, but the desk has been moved. Then when we pull back the only thing left is three small picture frames; everything else has disappeared. See more »
This film badly needed to make up its mind what it was - an urban paranoia thriller, with Mrs Joe Public up against the combined might of the establishment machine, or an alien abduction sci-fi thriller. By greedily going for the have-your-cake-and-eat-it plan of trying it be both at once, it spectacularly failed to be either, and fell comprehensively between two stools.
The urban paranoia aspect, which was smouldering away quite nicely, had a bucket of water thrown over it as soon as the alien connection put in an appearance.
The sci-fi aspect - neat sequence where the lady detective was snatched into the sky - was never fully developed.
So many plot holes. So little explanation - and by gum, some explanation was needed (but not forthcoming) by the time it was over.
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