Ben Garvey (Paul Walker) is a reformed safe breaker. He values
his wife and child and is doing reasonably well at a foreman-like job. His
brother, recently out of the jail, comes to recruit him for a robbery. He initially
refuses to join in the heist. However, he is fired from the job and then
reluctantly teams up with his brother. The robbery attempt is botched and
Garvey ends up back in prison wherein he is given a death sentence. We see a
tearful Walker being given lethal injections and dying.
However, like the
Lazarus in the Bible, in the next part of the movie, we see him alive again and
acting as the groundskeeper of an in sanitarium. What the fuck is happening?
This is a movie which starts off as a poorly acted drama.
Walker walks with a constipated look on his face. This is an expression he
maintains throughout the run time. It is supposed to perhaps pass off as intensity.
It actually exposes the lack of his acting skills. The other characters are
sketched so superficially that the viewer forgets them as soon as they go off screen.
Afterwards, it tries to be a clever mystery with horror
overtones. Therein lays the problem with the script. It wants to be everything.
It ends up being a shit fest of the highest order.
There are scenes which had me laughing my ass off due to the
unintended humor. Walker is visiting a section of the crazy house which houses
the most dangerous insane people. One grabs him. The warden turns up and tells
the crazed dude to leave Walker alone and he does. He then turns to Walker and
tells him to keep away from the area as it the crazies don’t listen to any
reason. I could not believe the hollowness of the claim in light of the very
previous scene.
I wanted to stop this at many points. However, I wanted to
find out the why and when I did find
it out, I really felt like kicking my laptop’s screen to smithereens.
It is only 90 minutes long but they felt like the longest
ninety in the history of my life. This is the greatest test of patience and
should be watched only after insuring one’s brain against shitty movies. Lying in
your bed and watching the paint peel off from the ceiling is a better past time
than this.
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