I really enjoy when Liotta does human. Obviously, I'm referring to its adjective usage. He's so often cast as the psychotic nutter or conniving monster, it's fascinating seeing him display humble and vulnerable; a person grounded with clay feet.
There's a real kindness and touching quality to him when he's not being himself, or perhaps this is an aspect of his real self that we don't get to see very often. Whatever the case, and much like his incredible work in the fantastic 2004 film 'Control', I really appreciate these performances.
In this production Liotta plays Jack Verdon, a veteran police detective who finds himself at the crux of a series of murders that span the entire country. A brutal serial killer is on the loose and, one way or another, every death tracks back to him. Both his own department and the FBI have taken note - and they're looking for answers that he can't or won't supply. It's the latter option that has irked fellow law enforcement officers and placed suspicion onto Jack's actions, who seems unwilling to fully reveal his relationships to several of the victims.
It's clear he's being framed, but who can he trust? And what's really behind all the deaths?
The story itself is a cobbled patchwork of other similar films and themes, so don't expect any blindside plot shockers. Instead, if you're interested in seeing an actor going against type, then this fits into an unusual group of films that quietly blends and merges between strict definitions. In many ways this flick deviates from the action/thriller genre, under which it's categorized, and fits more into the character study of productions.
Every player on set executed solid performances with no obvious flaws or missteps; the script is reasonable, though uninspired. A passable flick that'll eat up a decent chunk of a rainy/snowy afternoon.
- The casting of Ving Rhames and Christian Slater is depressing evidence that both actors have fallen off the A-List. More surprising for Rhames, much less so for Slater who has long since jumped the shark of his own career.
Slater has been a interesting puzzle for me. Every time I've written him off - he stages a brief and memorable comeback. Recently, it was his insanely hilarious neo-hippie character in "My Name Is Earl". Undoubtedly impressing more than just myself, because soon thereafter he was given two more shots as lead actor in two different tv series. He's like the battery bunny of Hollywood, the guy keeps going and going; even though the beat is monotonously repetitive.