Jennifer Eight

Good movie, great ending. Thurman and Garcia work well together, and the surprise ending is one even jaded old me did not expect. I recommend this to everyone who thinks the serial killer genre has been played out.

Andy Garcia could never really be described as versatile, and he goes quite a way to prove it here in this rather unremarkable crime drama. He is "Berlin", a recently divorced LA cop who is just about burnt out. Luckily, his pal "Freddy" (Lance Henriksen) offers him a less stressful job in his rural force which he leaps at. Once there, though, he alights on a rather curious case that involved the murder of local blind girls. Despite considerable effort, the police could make little progress and the case had gone cold, but he risks putting noses out of joint as he tries to get to the bottom of things. His best ally soon turns out to be "Helena" (Uma Thurman) whose flatmate was the final - thus far - victim. The pair bond instantly but when an unexpected tragedy unfolds, "Berlin" finds himself the subject of an investigation and, bailed, the two and "Margie" (Kathy Baker) must discover the truth before... It's not a bad story, and the blind angle allows Bruce Robinson to develop a few more of the sensory perspectives to the usual serial killer drama - with Thurman quite engaging. The rest of the acting talent here is pretty weak, though, as is the writing - lots and lots of it. If it had lost maybe half an hour, the tightened narrative would probably have worked more efficiently - but at over two hours it is all just far too slow a burn, and what efforts are made to generate a sense of menace are undermined by a really bland score and some rather ordinary visuals. A television movie that passes the time, but more fodder than fun.

The revie written by John Card is totally trash. This is not a "frustrating" film in any way and doesn't have a "rushed" ending neither. The ending lasts something like 20 minutes. This movie is worth more than just 6 points.