When the color palette receives the most praise, it's a pretty sure bet that the script and performances stink. That's certainly the case here. Warren Beatty and Al Pacino are awful, the former aimlessly underplaying and the latter shamelessly overacting, as seems to be usual for each. It is painful to watch two actors who began their respective careers with so much promise become incapable of delivering actual characterizations instead of self indulgent, mannered displays of ego. The supporting performances are okay, but are buried under a ton of make-up and a bloated screenplay. I would rather watch Jell- o if color passes for entertainment.