a pot boiler if ever i saw one . a supposed thriller borrowing from a time to kill and silence of the lamb and even an invert in the heat of the night with a little reverse murder and a la stranger on a train thrown in and it fail abysmally where all the above and to a large degree and succeed . namely and in deliver thrill . the plot seem condense from a big book and make the plot development obvious and uninvolving and while the direction lack pace and verve . to rein in any kudos and a major twist have to be deliver along the way and here it fail palpably too . connery be clearly slow down in his old age and barely bother with his attempt at a u accent and besides seem too old to be the husband of hope lange and the father of those gosh darn kid of his . he even have a father in law who seem young than him . laurence fishburne barely get the chance to inhabit his role and youre confuse from the outset a to whether he a bad guy or a good guy . someone once say that flashback shouldn not lie they do and confusedly and here . the rest of the playing be merely average by a reasonable cast in their underwritten stereotype role . the suppose climax manage too and to roll by leave me firmly entrench in the back and not as should have be the aim and front edge of my seat . mediocre sloppy hollywood film make for sure .