Oh Noooo Mr. Bill!; How Could Anyone Take This Seriously?

If you love this movie and think it's worth discussing, there are plenty of other sandboxes here for you to post in.Please go there. For those thinkers out there who are contemplating seeing this, I hope to save you the trouble.

To cut to the chase, this joke of an exercise looks to be the product of the following scenario: "Hey, Harry, the pitch is a Robert Ludlum story with a Cuban American in the lead. I wrote it for Andy Garcia. He's interested and he'll be perfect for it..." Cut to the following year,after the movie is set to start shooting: "Hey Harry, Andy bailed on us! Says he has a scheduling conflict with his OWN movie. NOW what do we do?....... Aidan Quinn?He's free? Can he do a Hispanic accent? O.K., I guess you're right; he can learn it,yeah? Well then sure, why not?"

Poor Aidan Quinn. Not only is he not a particularly good actor(though I bet he's one heck of a nice guy), he cannot get away from his Chicago accent to save his neck. His Spanish is some of the worst you'll ever hear. The credibility of this entire movie hinges on us believing the Hispanic background of the lead. Instead, we're given the equivalent of a Jason Bourne as played by pee wee herman.Just NOT believable, in any way, shape or form. Those old pros Donald Sutherland and Ben Kingsley must have felt so bad for him. Well, I hope the part helped Aidan with his kids' college funds......








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So little time and so much to see