When the first manned mission to Mars meets with a catastrophic and mysterious disaster after reporting an unidentified structure, a rescue mission is launched to investigate the tragedy and bring back any survivors.
Harry Valentini and Moe Dickstein are both errand boys for the Mob. When they lose two hundred fifty thousand dollars, they are set up to kill each other. But they run off to Atlantic City, and comedy follows.
Exterior shot supposedly in London - see the double-decker bus - except the vehicles are driving on the wrong side of the road. The scene was actually shot in Berlin, Germany. See more »
I woke up in the hospital and my mother was sobbing, and I asked her what happened to Clarissa, and she said... Well, she didn't. She wouldn't even look at me. And no one ever said anything, but I knew what they were thinking.
[sniffing, then in a whisper]
That I killed her. And they never told me that they loved me ever again.
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I've always been annoyed with Brian De Palma, because he so blatantly plagiarized Hitchcock, without ever developing a style of his own that could survive without constantly borrowing from the master. Nonetheless, De Palma did direct some decent movies, my favorites being Dressed to Kill, Body Double and Scarface.
Be that as it may, his recent efforts (Femme Fatale, Passion) were so shamelessly bad, that I will have to watch closer to make sure I do not run into one of his mongrels again.
I could not watch Passion to the end, it was just too much. I'll be brief:
Direction: sloppy, disinterested, too linear Camera: cheap, TV-ish Acting: appalling, especially Rapace is shockingly bad, robotic and not believable Story: run-of-the-mill B-movie
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