The only redeeming quality about this film is that it ends...and not soon enough at that. Dismissing the 1980's fashion sense that hearkens back to scrunchies and leopard printed suits, this movie just stinks. Don't get me wrong, I love Keifer Sutherland, but this feeble attempt at playing an ailing gay man just doesn't do it for me. Character development is poor and we are just left to fill in the holes using tired out stereotypes.
This movie would have scored much better as a theatre piece for artsy types with poor taste. I'm sorry to say Keifer, but no amount of 24 style eye-blinking acting could save this one.
This movie would have scored much better as a theatre piece for artsy types with poor taste. I'm sorry to say Keifer, but no amount of 24 style eye-blinking acting could save this one.