Many people actually despise this film, and they probably have a lot of good reasons. First problem is in the disorganised screenplay by Matthew Chapman and Billy Ray, which is strange and not very successful mix of Agatha Christie-like "whodunnit" thriller, and psychological drama. Another is terrible miscasting of Bruce Willis who has some serious problems in convincing the audience that he is actually intellectual. Then, there is a bunch of awfully stereotyped minor characters that serve as collective comic relief. The plot is, of course, formulaic and totally predictable, with the obligatory and not very thrilling climatic showdown in abandoned warehouse. And, finally, many film-lovers were disappointed to see Richard Rush, very talented director of 1970s, engaged in this typical Hollywood garbage, far bellow high standards of that golden era.

However, what saves this film from total failure are the actors. Brad Dourif and Lesley Ann Warren are charming as the members of Capa's support group, same as Ruben Blades as Chicano detective. Finally, Jane March looks really attractive and although her allegedly steamy sex scenes with Willis (the ones that caused some rating controversy) definitely aren't worth the hype, she is at least good thing to see. And finally, some elements of the screenplay, like the lesbian relationship, have certain trash quality that would give this film certain aura of "it's so bad that is good" guilty pleasure. Anyway, with more of two hours of length (with extra twenty minutes in integral version) this film can be hard to watch for those expecting high quality entertainment. Those more relaxed and equipped with the benefits of VCR technology, might enjoy it a little bit more.