This is a movie without any redeeming values. Bad script, bad acting, bad cinematography, even bad foley work -- there's one scene in which the lead mafioso is pouring a couple of glasses of wine and it sounds like the mike is taped to the inside of a toilet bowl as someone is urinating into it. Another scene, inside a network newsroom, echoes. In the scenes where people are sitting inside cars, talking, they all shout. The makeup is awful. The public relations man's girlfriend sits in a darkened bedroom wearing a couple of pounds of mascara.
There is so much to this movie that is awful, from the sheer brutality and stupidity of the characters to the script in which people keep screaming about respect, to some fat mobster who keeps cackling in the background that I can recall no movie which approaches this in its stupidity. Even the works of Ed Wood is suffused with good intentions. I suppose there is some purpose to this movie: if you want some one to never speak to you again, recommend this movie.
There is so much to this movie that is awful, from the sheer brutality and stupidity of the characters to the script in which people keep screaming about respect, to some fat mobster who keeps cackling in the background that I can recall no movie which approaches this in its stupidity. Even the works of Ed Wood is suffused with good intentions. I suppose there is some purpose to this movie: if you want some one to never speak to you again, recommend this movie.