Press Run

"Press Run" tells of a newspaper publisher (Bergin) who's framed for murder. A sub-B whodunnit in which everyone knows whodunnit except the police, "Press Run" is a shabby, amateurish production with more holes in it than a tennis racquet. Forgettable noir-wannabee junk flick not worth the time.

Somewhere in this mess was a good idea and an aspiration to make a serious made-for-TV thriller. The producers of MATLOCK and DIAGNOSIS MURDER don't have to worry about competition here.

Why do people watch movies like this? Well, you could say that they are film buffs who love to spot the goofs. (Check out the accent on the "French" girl in this movie!) Or you could say they are insomniacs who have seen every other film showing on the dish. Or, in my case, you could say he lives in China, has already gone through every other DVD on the shelves in Kunming, is desperate to hear some English, and is missing somebody he loves very, very much!

If you do not fit into one of the categories of pitiful viewers mentioned above, read a book. Any book. Or organize your closet.

Strangely compelling in a 4 AM insomnia way that somehow made me watch most of this pretty weak movie. Patrick Bergin is a falsely accused man out to prove his innocence - never heard that plotline before. He spends most of his time stalking around chicago in a trenchcoat looking very private detective-ish. Not the best movie I've ever seen, but still better than infomercials.