A grief-stricken mother takes on the LAPD to her own detriment when it stubbornly tries to pass off an obvious impostor as her missing child, while also refusing to give up hope that she will find him one day.
On the day that a serial killer that he helped put away is supposed to be executed, a noted forensic psychologist and college professor receives a call informing him that he has 88 minutes left to live.
The film starts in the early 1980s. Young Martin Asher took a bus for Canada. He meets another teen on the bus Matt Soulsby. When the bus broke they decided to rent a car and drive to Seattle. On the road the car gets a flat tire, and Matt starts changing the tire Martin comments on how he and Matt are about the same height and he quickly pushes Matt in the way of an oncoming truck causing a huge accident where Matt and the driver both die. He took Matt's guitar and left singing like Matt did. Twenty years later, an FBI profiler, Illeana Scott comes to Canada to help hunting down a serial killer Martin Asher who killed multiple men and lived by their identities. Martin's mother claims that she saw Martin in Quebec city and she tells the police that Martin is evil. The police also has an eyewitness James Costa who saw Asher kill his last victim... Written by
A scene was shot in which Angelina drives back to her house with the old pick-up and a branch from a tree falls and breaks the windshield. It took several takes to get the shot, and apparently destroyed the last remaining windshields for the pick-up available anywhere in North America at the time. The scene was not used. See more »
When Matt and Martin have some beers on the bus, the cans open with modern tabs (not the "pull-off" tabs from the 1970s). See more »
Angelina Jolie as a special agent with the F.B.I. investigating serial murderer case in Eastern Canada, involving a killer who takes on the identities of each of his victims, usually drifters he befriends in bus stations and train stops. Adaptation of Michael Pye's novel is full of ridiculous moments (including the pre-credits opening, which involves three broke-down vehicles and two dead bodies, all scored to songs by U2 and the Clash!). Jolie gets paired with two local police detectives who are evidently playing a game of 'good cop-bad cop'--one is congenial and the other is belligerent and rude, at one point even slapping Angie across the face. Kiefer Sutherland and Gena Rowlands have facetious roles, but Ethan Hawke (as a witness to one of the killings) is gaunt and wild-eyed, giving one of the twitchiest performances in memory. Once he locks lips with Jolie, one can't help but to roll his eyes over this overbaked, derivative scenario, which director D.J. Caruso keeps plugging with inexplicable close-ups of everything (he's prop crazy). The film has a few jolts, and Jolie is pretty if awfully stoic (at one point, when a body falls out of an opening, she barely reacts). Still, the predictably suspicious finale has some over-the-top violence which doesn't quite play--even if Caruso is winking, his lack of taste coats the final product with a sour residue. ** from ****
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