Hollywood Homicide

Despite a talented cast, this movie doesn't work.

How could so many talented people make such a tepid, superfluous movie? It's easy: that's what happens when you listen to your inner marketer instead of your muse.

The trouble is that Mr. Shelton and Mr. Souza don't do enough with the material to make it dramatically compelling.

This isn't a movie with big, outlandish explosions or unbelievable spectacle. It's a film about two normal guys trying to make the best they can out of lives they've built and now aren't too sure they even like.

The plot makes little sense, and it all degenerates into the inevitable car chase in the final act, but there's enough wit in the script and chemistry between the likeable leads to cover the loose ends.

Anyway, not every scene needs an interpretation, and Hollywood Homicide is solidly entertaining on a scene-by-scene basis, despite all its faults.



If there is one downstroke, it's too many sub-plots crammed into 120 minutes. While each is entertaining in its own right, [Ron] Shelton and [Robert] Souza should have held back a little.

It's truly sad to see Ford reduced to this.