In 88 Minutes, Al Pacino stars as Dr. Jack Gramm, a college professor who moonlights as a forensic psychiatrist for the FBI.
It would take 88 minutes to Al Pacino to die, it takes just 5 minutes to understand he won't.
In the best TV movies style, the plot is more or less the same.
On one side the bad who desperately tries to involve the good (who usually lost a wife or a sister in a dramatic way) and almost succeeds to frame him with the aid of a psychological weak partner.
The guilty is known since the beginning, the accomplice usually is the person you would and could least suspect.
Well, it ends, of course, with the bad's death and the good's rehabilitation.
If Al Pacino was not the main character, it would be a good episode of a discreet TV series.
It got difficult to find good movies lately.
The problem is that the number of good stories and good actors is almost the same, while the number of movies has dramatically increased.
It gives the (true) impression the most of the latest films are rubbish.
Good is rare, if it was common it wouldn't be good, it would just be normal.
We are always at the same: The Good, The Bad, and The Successful.
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That is what a Movie should be, to show you what you have known all your life, but in a different way. And a movie is worth if it leaves something in your mind or in your heart.
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