This one has not aged well. The music, mood and atmosphere all feel dated and weightless. Woods is more intimidating in real life than he is here as a killer(?) who tracks women around and stares at them in menacing way. There is a subplot involving a dirty senator from the past and Brian Dennehy gets dragged along for the ride. Why? Well he's and ex cop and now a writer and Woods wants him to chronicle his life and deeds for posterity as the roll through the city leaving a trail of bodies. I think. It's remarkable how slow this moves and how empty it feels. It's about an inch deep. "Why don't you just be a good cop and leave the killing to me." barks Woods near the end. Inch and a half.
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