Ben Kingsley, Aaron Eckhart and Carrie Anne Moss
Directed by: E. Elias Merhige
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speaking? Suspect Zero reminds me of what my wise-old-grandma
use to say around a roaring campfire while introducing one of
her yarns of the yawn, "Here's a tale of when mediocre movies
happen to mega-talented talents..."
amount of footloose camera and film exposure tricks (I.E. Exec.
Producer: "Maybe if we jostle the camera around wildly, and
ad a bazillion snazzy celluloid effects, no one will notice there's
no real script?") could have save this why'd-they-bother
filmatic faux pas.
FBI man, Tom Mackelway (Aaron Eckhart) has been demoted
for doing less-than by-the-book agenty type law enforcement. He's
starting over in a new wing of the bureau - the kind without his
own office and a flutter with the worker bee sorts.
Tom's also perpetually suffering from these maddening headaches
which come with monochromic video-short-visions that could be
construed as a tad (read: completely) insane
one to let a silly migraine, with horrific visuals, stop him from
earning his day's wages, he eagerly jumps into his first assignment.
involves a particularly lunatic themed serial killer that leaves
behind a logo of sorts (a circle with a line through it) and odd
charcoal on paper sketches (of really ominous slices-of-life)
attached to the "victim."
new on-the-radar killer starts to correspond with Tom - let's
say he drop hints.
Mackelway's old partner, and apparent flame, Agent Fran Kulock
(Carrie Anne Moss). As the two start on a journey of well-laid
breadcrumbs left by the killer, they also have one of the stoo-pidist
"love affairs" on film to date. I
checked - yes the script was penned by a man
no doubt a bitter,
perhaps, inexperienced man; 'cause this chick sways her emotional
facade without thought or development - it's not unlike a GW Bush
smear campaign de Jour in essence
Then in a bold, kind of "HELLO TOM!" attached to his
latest victim (a "victim" who turns out to be a notorious
serial killer himself as well as coincidentally the man
who is behind Mackelway's whole bureau demotion), the FBI starts
to look a little closer at what it all could mean. Tom at least.
number one suspect in these brutal rash of killings, a guy called
O'Ryan (Ben Kingsley), may or may not be an actual " bad
guy." Oh, sure he murders, but his victims are not card holding
members of the upright citizens brigade. No siree Bob.
start to get creepy
well, creepyish. Like PAXTV scary - but
with a better cast .
the dullery is Aaron Eckhart looking mighty fine all agented up
His character is well beneath his talents, so you'll wanna focus
on the yumness of his being. The Tao of Aaron. Aar's a guy I wouldn't
mind rubbin' down in mesquite flavoring and marinating in heart
fires of my lusty loins.
Kingsley is just a delight - as always. This man's a chameleon
of characters and here he's bone-chilling...if only they explored
Anne Moss' character seems "placed" so they have a chick
in a role; she is neither important nor particularly interesting.
story is messy, incomplete, predictable and never manages to engage
your thoughts or get the hair on the back of your neck erect.
Admittedly the scariest part of the film was not the flaming lidless
eyeballs, or the piercing glare Kingsley mastered, it was the
continuing under lying reminder that these horrible abductions
and murders exist beyond the theater walls.
the film bludgeons its way to the plot you are reminded of the
old theater adage, "That's all there is
any more," as the credits role and your head aches a
bit from the kinetic montage crappski you just wallowed through.
Snack recommendation: A coupla Dramamine and a Burger King
hamburger with pickles