Imagine a low budget TV movie of Silence of the Lambs, but with 2 detectives who couldn't fathom their way out of a paper bag.
Martin Lawrence inexplicably slurs most of his lines, the lead actress will no doubt be snapped up for Days of Our Lives, and John Malkovich clearly owed someone a favour because he manages to act his cheesy lines with great intention.
At first I thought this was one of those hilariously bad but entertaining films but my enjoyment quickly U-turned. Unfortunately the exposition is embarrassing, the red herrings are obvious, and the ending is like a 15 year old wrote it. I'd rather spend my time stuck in a lift with a flatulent tramp than watch this again.
Martin Lawrence inexplicably slurs most of his lines, the lead actress will no doubt be snapped up for Days of Our Lives, and John Malkovich clearly owed someone a favour because he manages to act his cheesy lines with great intention.
At first I thought this was one of those hilariously bad but entertaining films but my enjoyment quickly U-turned. Unfortunately the exposition is embarrassing, the red herrings are obvious, and the ending is like a 15 year old wrote it. I'd rather spend my time stuck in a lift with a flatulent tramp than watch this again.