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Morgan
Freeman and Ashley Judd first acted together in the cinematic
adaptation of James Patterson's Kiss the Girls, and now
they're re-teamed for a big-screen version of another popular
novel, Joseph Finder's High Crimes – a film that only
sounds like it should be starring Method Man and Redman. Instead
of a lowbrow weed comedy, Crimes is a military courtroom
thriller with a simple, predictable story elevated by a strong
performance from Judd.
Judd
(Someone Like You) is Claire Kubik, a San Francisco
defense attorney who is about to be made partner at her tony law
firm after she earns a surprising retrial for a man accused of
rape. She might be
a real ballbreaker at work, but at home Claire is a sweet, shy
wife who takes ovulation tests to find out the optimum time for
her husband Tom (James Caviezel, The Count of Monte Cristo)
to knock her up in a fully clothed PG-13 sex scene.
Shortly after a late night break-in at their home, Claire
is more than a little shocked when the FBI snatches Tom up one
evening as they stroll down the street.
Turns
out Tom is really Ron Chapman, a former Marine accused of
slaughtering nine innocent Salvadorian villagers back in 1988. He's now facing the death penalty, a tough-as-nails prosecutor
(Michael Gaston), a rookie defense attorney (Adam Scott, Party
of Five) and a judge that really dislikes outsiders to the
military system (Jude Ciccolella).
Worse yet, the commanding officer who ordered the village
raid is now the most powerful, most decorated Marine in the
country (Bruce Davison, crazy/beautiful). Claire, of course, plays a big role in the defense of his
court martial but is being followed and/or terrorized by both
the very soldier Tom/Ron says was really responsible for the
killings (Juan Carlos Hernández), as well as an angry
Salvadorian man who lost his family back in '88 (Emilio Rivera).
Aiding
Claire in her seemingly impossible battle are her flaky,
deadbeat sister Jackie (Amanda Peet, Saving
Silverman – imagine being the horny teenage kid living
next door to their house!) and a crusty, motorcycle-riding,
recovering alcoholic attorney who once took on the Marine system
and won (Freeman, Along Came a Spider
– he's gone from Easy Reader to Easy Rider).
They all operate out of a dinky house on the military
base and run into the typical roadblocks and dead ends during
their investigation.
A
Few Good Men was a decent film but not really groundbreaking
enough that every military courtroom thriller to follow (Rules
of Engagement, Hart's War,
The General's Daughter) should
look like a big bag of crap. I could have walked out of Crimes
with 20 minutes to go and still told you exactly what happened
to each of the characters. If you can't see this ending coming from a mile away, well,
then I guess you're the reason Hollywood keeps making films like
this. I don't know
if the problem is with the source (Finder's novel) or its
adaptation (by B-movie director Yuri Zeltser and The Gun in
Betty Lou's Handbag scribe Cary Bickley).
Director
Carl Franklin, who is still struggling to live up to the promise
exhibited in the critically acclaimed (and pre-Sling Blade
Billy Bob Thornton-penned) One False Move, is all over
the map here, with some scenes quite lovely and others downright
clunky. Freeman
delivers another one-note performance (but it's such a great
note) and Peet doesn't have a thing to do other than walk around
in her underwear, leaving Judd to carry the whole load.
She's not that strong of an actress (I'm not sure any
actress is strong enough to tote this barge), but her work in Crimes
is commendable, likable, and will probably earn her work in more
films just like this.
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violence, sexual content and language |
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