Just what I expected

It's no definitive masterpiece but it's damn close.

A different way of telling a story

It’s not bad or unwatchable but despite the amplitude of the spectacle, the end result is underwhelming.

Considering his Age, the Hoff looks okay in this hi-tech thriller. Pity the same can't be said for co-star Yvonne Scio. Whilst the former lad's favourite had the poise and certainly injected a bit of much needed glamour, it can hardly be said that the heart was there to match the smile. Indeed, I have seen more elbow grease in a broken elbowed (both elbows) shrew. As for Gregg Henry (Jack Gillardo), I have seen more eroticism in a nervous shrew being watched by his shrew mother. don't get me wrong, the basic premise was good. Erotic terrorist espionage thrillers are far too thin on the ground at the moment. Too thin by five, six. Eight!While it's a shame to see any character, esp. (especially) one played by the Hoff, indulging in extramarital activities (dirty rudeness with sexwomen), I had to enjoy the tastefully shot scenes between Hoff and Scio. He even broke his glasses!The performance of Lane offered little other than the pedestrian titillation of a boy in a man's world. Besides his slight, and less than occasional aversions to the benign, he showed as much individuality as a pack shrew in a field of pack shrews.Basically, whilst the actors tried desperately to make the most of a bad lot, even the Hoff couldn't salvage this dead wreckage.

Watching this movie is a study in frustration. Just when things are going well there is a cheap device to make a transition. Without giving away the ending, it's possible to see the final betrayal of trust several minutes in advance.

I was all prepared to write this off as a chick flick. David Hasselhoff sells electronic gadgets and he suspects his wife of cheating on him, when actually he is the one who cheats, on his trips to San Francisco (curiously, the other woman disappears for good a few minutes after the movie starts, never to be heard from again). He meets a diamond seller on the airplane and ends up 'referreeing' or 'chaperoning' a night out with the diamond seller's wife, since the husband is abusive to her (and there's another reason, but that would be a spoiler). From there, the movie is about as predictable as a certain president was honest. Hasselhoff gets arrested for murder, and to say anything else would spoil the movie. Let's just say nothing is as it seems, and then when you think you've got it all figured out, you don't. And you'd never expect this ending.

This somewhat typical action thriller starts off pretty inauspiciously, dominated by overtones about marital affairs, cheap foul language and banality, and Greg Henry's in-your-face bad guy. The second half serves to partially acquit it as the plot unfolds more and David Hasselhoff, the sucker protagonist, gradually becomes less of a sucker. Altho the pace of the second half is good, we are still waiting for something good, but that happens at the end with a surely unexpected twist. Not much depth but OK as a thriller to rent for an evening.