Has a truly memorable opening. Two naked men escape into the night New York streets. They's clearly something very wrong with them. And someone's after them. They split up. What's going on?
Tony Gilroy adapted Michael Palmer's novel.
I couldn't help but think some studio execs fucked the film up somehow, but I don't really know why.
Hugh Grant is - I fear - badly miscast as the idealistic New York doctor. With Gene Hackman, Sarah Jessica Parker, David Morse, Bill Nunn (Regarding Henry), John Toles-Bey, Shaun Austin-Olsen (who has to give a very physical performance as the first victim).
The film's central plot, and the ending, seem entirely implausible.
Photographed by John Bailey.
Also I didn't like Grant's hairstyle.
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