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The on-screen interactions between Casper Van Dien and Rick Fox (I) are natural and unrehearsed. Their characters literally flow through the dialog. I wonder if they are close friends off screen, for them to make this movie look so easy. Now, I don't know if real 'Collector's' work like they portrayed the parts, but I bet they wish they did. It would undoubtedly make their job much easier.

I started out just turning to the channel for some background entertainment while I worked on a computer project. Well, the computer project didn't even get started because I stayed focused on this movie throughout. I gave it a nine, because I like to see movies where the actors/actresses don't look like they're trying hard, but instead, look like they are enjoying making it.

And I thought I had seen the worse movie of all until I saw this flick. There's nothing redeeming about this movie.

From the very first quarter of this movie, I was thinking if this is a poor homage to Tarantino's character Vincent Vega and Jules Winnfield or simply a pathetic attempt to follow the footstep of Tarantino.

The dialogue obviously is trying very hard to capture the cleverness of the dialogue in Pulp Fiction. It even tried to copy the scene on Pulp Fiction just before they enter the apartment. Unfortunately, the dialogue was soo bad and the acting did not help any.

I give it 1 out of 5 stars.

This film is about two hit men that are assigned to do a number of jobs, but meanwhile realize that the lives they lead are not the lives they always wanted to have. They want to quit murdering and start a less complicated life.

The on itself not even extremely boring plot line is carried out horribly. The intention to create a dynamic duo a la Vincent Vega and Jules Winfield of Van Dien and Fox fails completely because of the worthless dialogues. This fact on itself dominates the unpleasant character of the film and thus makes the end result to a complete disaster. The acting performances are truly horrible, but it must be said, that is not so much because of Van Dien or Fox but more because of the emptiness of the characters they must enroll.

This film was total crap and I wonder what more I could've done in the 90 minutes of my life I spent watching it. My god...everything would be more satisfying then watching The Collectors. It is a miracle how this production raised the small amount of money that was needed for producing this film.

Some unintentionally humorous dialogue and a pretty neat plot twist barely save this Canadian-American crime thriller from obscurity and an early grave. Staged in the Big Apple, the titular characters - contract killers Casper Van Dien and Rick Fox - stalk assorted "prey" for their Louisiana boss, all the while trying to elude the NYPD (led by Daniel Pilon) and a renegade cop (Catherine Oxenberg) from the Big Easy. Are Oxenberg and Van Dien romantically linked? Will Van Dien ever retire from his bloody business? Does anyone really care?

Director Sidney Furie tries to generate sympathy for his stone-faced players, but Van Dien ("Starship Troopers") and Oxenberg ("Lair of the White Worm") were never known for their sensitive performances. Some dreadfully ham-fisted screenwriting doesn't help either. If you want some real action leavened with humor, try "Things to Do in Denver When You're Dead," "Pulp Fiction" or even "The Big Hit."

Van Dien and Fox (of the L.A. Lakers and Vanessa Williams' other half) come off as mismatched hit-men in this off-beat drama. Oxenberg out of her element as an English-born detective sent from Louisiana to put an end to their reign of "terror" (?). This movie had me wondering halfway through it...WHERE THE HECK WERE THEIR SOUTHERN ACCENTS??? Maybe lost with their talents in the script.