Picks and Pans Review: Slow Burn
Eric (Runaway Train) Roberts tries to be the hip Hammer, the modern Marlowe, the flashy Fletch, a reporter-turned-detective who talks to himself. "It's the Buddhists who say a man can measure his wealth by what he can do without," Roberts says, as he debates taking a job. "To hell with the Buddhists. I needed the money." He searches for a sicko artist's son, finds and falls for the guy's ex-wife, Beverly D'Angelo, swigs tequila, messes up the case and moans a lot. Slow Burn wants to be a murder mystery and film noir, a dark tale about society's evils as embodied by Palm Springs. But the murder comes too late and the message is mostly fatuous. Showtime usually sticks to showing movies instead of making them. Not a bad rule.