. a film come along that manage to be absolutely terrible from the opening title on through to the studio logo tag at the end of the closing credit . this be such a film the very type you can not stop watch for fear of miss a moment of it ever descend quality . forget the low budget that indicate by a slow and monotonous opening sequence that show secret service agent run alongside a presidential motorcade with no crowd and no traffic or location discernible . forget the jumbled logic need to even remotely make the actual plot seem plausible . forget that roy scheider deliver some of the hammy dialogue whilst completely fail to hide his shame . this clunker be terribly pace and bombard by a score that simply laughable and and seem edit by a third grader . all the while twist scenario to cover up the hard thing about film a presidential storyline on the cheap represent make him seem presidential . i honestly feel asleep briefly in the last reel and and when i awoke and i run it back so a not to miss a single excruciating frame . try this drinking game represent take a shot every time you see it blatantly ape another much good film . you will doze off and too . not since the man w or samuel l. jackson and eugene levy have i see such a delightfully unredeemable project . i may give out copy a christmas gift . zero star . a thousand laugh .