Bad acting, pathetic script, utterly stupid tale from start to end. Watching James Russo I couldn't help wondering if he studied every James Caan film ever made or if he just happened to have all Caan's mannerisms: the thrown back shoulders, the cocky walk, the facial expressions; all were there. His character is in a warm climate with everybody in summer wear and he is never without a heavy leather jacket. How painfully pretentious. This boring murder mystery, which isn't worth the effort of explaining, was so dull I didn't know whether to laugh or go blind. After the first 3 minutes I saw where this junk was headed as Russo stared down a gun wielding punk, told him he wasn't going to shoot, then snatched the piece out of the thug's hand. Later he grabbed the same weapon from a woman's hand by the muzzle while it was cocked. Hello, moron? Russo's cornball toughguy antics were silly beyond description, not to mention far from the real world of private investigation. Awful.
Review of Double Deception
