look and sound like a cheap porno without the sex and this be the first in an impressive string of stinker from producer ( or in this case director ) geoffrey reeve . and it a doozy . laughable on just about every level . some government agent ( i think ) be professionally murder in amsterdam and a considerably less than charismatic and block of wood interpol agent ( who i assure you be not name louis salinger ) be send in to investigate by walk around a lot to ensure the tax dodge financier get their money worth for the plane ticket to shoot on location . the wannabe hard hit attitude to drug and depiction of prostitution must have look laughably outdated even before the celluloid dry and but the script at least be very oblige in that it explain exactly what happen regularly in horribly contrive direlogue ( be you follow . oh no of course not . no one outside washington even know youre here . ) yet despite this the plot somehow remain confuse . by the time a sinister vladimir putin lookalike priest ( no less than kronsteen from from russia with love ) swagger up to his pulpit to deliver a sermon your brain will have switch off and which be unfortunate because you will miss our hero pin to the ground during a fight struggle to reach for a plank of wood only to later realise he be in fact sit on a loaded pistol and and him shout you bastaaaard . at his friend murder corpse and and the leather bound and moustachioed go go boys and the morris dancing and the hilarious torture sequence all of which provide ample laugh . only the climactic boat chase impress . it an exciting and well direct sequence that really have no place in this movie . such a glaring anomaly be explain when the credit roll reeve have nothing to do with that sequence . thankfully everything go back to business a usual for the ridiculous and spit out your drink twist and warehouse shootout . unless such a wretched thing a a geoffrey reeve completist exists and youre one of them i wouldn not bother with this instantly forgettable nonsense .