Peter (Gordon Currie) is brought over to the US Embassy in Paris to dig out the insiders operating a passport forgery ring. Enter Peter Weller as the mentor father-figure who made Peter the man he is. If you've seen LA Confidential, Minority Report or Mission Impossible then you already know who the bad guy is. The next question is - why is he doing it? Enter Georgian thug in tracksuit, dangling medallion and no shirt. At this point I thought we had segued into comedy. The thug is supposed to be the brother of Peter's love interest, Yekaterina Rednikova (clearly cast because she agreed to take her top off). Two people less likely to be siblings it is hard to imagine.
Sis loves Dad (a hard-done-by but decent old bloke who deserves better) and wants to get him to the West, away from the clutches of her evil brother. Peter is there to facilitate her wishes, but someone has to be sacrificed to make all this happen. You can probably guess who.
Tired set-ups, stereotypical characterisations, forced drama, stilted dialogue, wooden performances. Roy Scheider looks bored. I know I was.
Sis loves Dad (a hard-done-by but decent old bloke who deserves better) and wants to get him to the West, away from the clutches of her evil brother. Peter is there to facilitate her wishes, but someone has to be sacrificed to make all this happen. You can probably guess who.
Tired set-ups, stereotypical characterisations, forced drama, stilted dialogue, wooden performances. Roy Scheider looks bored. I know I was.