During the late 90s Clint made a few films that didn’t really interest me, this is one of them. After watching it my fears were confirmed, it’s a pretty dull affair about a disgraced journalist seeking redemption by trying to save a man wrongfully scheduled to die by lethal injection. It sounds like something you might find Perry Mason appearing in. It seems especially weak given Clint’s recent run of excellent work that I’ve seen this year with Gran Torino, Flags of our Fathers and Letters from Iwo Jima. The performances are a bit of soap opera fluff and it’s quite dull, not only that but there’s no excuse for it clocking in at over two hours. Nor is there any excuse, other than the man’s vanity, for Clint to be humping a series of women 30 years his junior.