The Flight of the Dove

Scott Glenn plays a tormented demolition expert, who is haunted by the deaths of a homeless family accidentally killed in his last building implosion. Theresa Russell is a government informant who seduces for secrets. After Russell is targeted for elimination by the government, she involves, and gets involved with Glenn. Using their expertise, the pair try to elude the hired hit men who relentlessly pursue them. There is good chemistry between the fleeing lovers. I was especially impressed with Russell's performance, because she is usually in artsy type films with little going on other than dialog. The ending is both clever and satisfying. - MERK

As films go, this one is pretty average. It is my first time to see Scott Glenn and Theresa Russell acting. In fact, there are no highs or lows as any aspect of the movie goes. Storyline, acting, cinematography, etc. all average. In the cast of characters, however, there is a problem. See my comments of this movie, if you've viewed it.

She's a NSA spy on the run. He's an innocent bystander with requisite guilt complex. They meet in a bar, spend a (very hot) night together and fall in love. Next day bad boys try to eliminate them, but they outsmart bad boys and begin - you've guessed it! - a happy new life. No problem imagining such a movie as low-budget camp comedy with Shannon Dougherty and Matthew Perry. Or as brainless summer actioner with Schwarzenegger and Neve Campbell\Jennifer Love Hewitt\etc. It's much harder imagining (let alone making) it with Theresa Russell and Scott Glenn - actors, whose personalities automatically suggest more twisted, complex and ambivalent story. A movie with such blatantly unprobable premise needs either Bruchheimer scope or Tarantino touch. Steve Railsback has neither. Former actor turned director, Railback obviously doesn't know how to act behind the camera and simply lets it go as it goes. Good actors caught in bad movie try to rise above the mediocrity but it's almost impossible. They still make some attempts when their heroes stop running, shooting or f***ing and begin talking. No, their lines are as banal as the action, but actors' faces sometimes display emotions unheard-of in the cartoon universe of the movie. When she's got a chance, Russell looks almost convincing in her character's transformations from vulgar broad to desperate woman, but she's still light years away from the image of tough agent. Glenn's situation is especially hard; in movie's clumsy erotic scenes he looks like he's dying of shame. But Glenn's inner charisma greatly helps him in his interactions with Russell when he isn't forced to do anything but exist onscreen. Helas, such moments are very rare and actors are wasted. Railsback, who once was an actor in classic "The Stunt Man", should know that a movie like "The Flight of the Dove" could work only if it was directed by someone like megalomaniac Eli Cross, his evil genius in that old masterpiece.

Some people look for meanings & messages everywhere. There are no messages here, just 2 very sexy people with very good chemistry fighting off those bad guys that are always out there. Nope, this movie is not particularly trendy, but it sure works, like an updated b-movie of old. This is real pulp fiction, not the pretend/pop kind. Railsback knows his stuff, & it wasn't learned in a video store.

This reviewer attempts to describe something of merit within each work under consideration, but with this wretchedly made film, one must slide by the woeful efforts by those who generally provide audience enjoyment, i.e., director, screenwriter, actors, editors, et alia, before finally recognizing the customary able efforts from crew technicians as the sole evidence of adequacy. In a plot seldom coherent, Theresa Russell, billed second, is cast as Alex Canis, A.K.A. "The Dove", an entrapment specialist employed by the National Security Agency (N.S.A.), who gathers her information through acts of prostitution, with a specialty as dominatrix, her clients being Federal government officials, and blackmail undoubtedly a goal for her unit, a "covert section" of the N.S.A. that collects photographs of her activities. Since Alex has written, for therapeutic reasons, a not-for-publication autobiography, her supervisor, after learning of the opus, determines that she must be eliminated, and during her flight from homicidal pursuers, she unites with a discredited demolition expert, Will Rickman (Scott Glenn), who is fighting a lawsuit originating from two accidental deaths within his most recently demolished building and the pair exchange sexual bouquets when not avoiding being killed. In his only stint as director of a feature, Steve Railsback, although a charismatic actor, obviously lacks those skills requisite for guiding other players, since he merely turns Russell and Glenn loose to fish for whatever they might find of worth within a sloppily written screenplay and as these two happen to benefit from a strong director, their mannered performances must rate at the bottom of their portfolios. The liberal footage of amorous thrashing about between Alex and Will is a clear attempt to add mustard for the largely incomprehensible proceedings, but the result is more silly than sensuous, and gives only momentary surcease for a storyline that has more flaws in continuity than can be found in any average score or two of other films, to a point where one feels simply embarrassed for all involved.