It's sad when a film featuring major stars begins by nearly plagiarizing famous work. The opening lines voiced by Travolta are right out of the old Philip Marlowe radio show episode, "Red Wind". Then we get dialogue desperately trying to capture the private eye genre of the 1940s. To top it off, just about every cliche of this genre is tossed at the viewer. Did Travolta and Freeman even read this script before signing on? Someone simply opened a can of Hollywood leftovers and proceeded to bake this turkey. The hard drinking private eye brought into an investigation by a beautiful but mysterious woman has seen the light of too many Hollywood sets.
Do not waste your time, vacuum the living room instead.
Do not waste your time, vacuum the living room instead.