Mindhunters

It was supposed to open in the spring of 2003, but they kept pushing back the release date. They should have kept pushing.

Evidently, these young FBI geniuses were just on a collective undercover assignment to infiltrate the Melrose Avenue club scene, because their disguise consists of half-grown (or half-ungrown) beards, shaggy hair, [and] insouciant wisecracking attitudes.

As effective as a movie can be and yet still be 100 percent forgettable.

A silly retread of And Then There Were None only with the most inept crew of budding profilers. Morris is bland and Lee Miller's accent is atrocious, but the deaths are solid. Mindhunters isn't a good movie, but it is a fun movie.

There's suspense from the guessing game, though the big reveal is underwhelming and unconvincing; too many contrived things take place for any of this to make much sense.

The sloppily made suspense thriller was deservedly ripped by most critics and was a financial flop.

Excessive violence, hysterical directorial overkill and a cast of mostly glamorous non-actors make this relatively short film seem much longer than it really is.