Director: Charles T. Kanganis
Starring: Angus Macfadyen, Willa Ford
Been a little dead in here lately, partly because I’m moving, busy with work…and gta4, but we’re back-ish with a truly god-awful film for you to avoid. I’ll admit it, the only reason I rented this one was because the girl on the box looked hot and given the rating and the fact it went straight to DVD, there was about a 99% chance that this film would deliver the goods.
Well it kinda delivered the goods, if you subtract story, character, and insomnia out of the package, that’s right, I fell asleep in the middle of this one. I think that’s a first for me. Needless to say, after the flurry of torrid affairs in the first/second act of the film, you’ve got everything you can milk out of this turkey and it’s time to hit fast-forward.
Impulse stars a couple of nobodies, Willa Ford who I guess dated a Backstreet Boy and had a failing pop musician career (I don’t know, that’s what Wikipedia told me), and Robert the Bruce, plus about 50 pounds. Look out ladies! The only thing more distracting than Angus Macfadyen’s huge gut, is his glaring inability to act. The years since Braveheart have not been kind.
Given two roles in this picture, one the role of the stuffy psychiatrist and the other, an obsessive sex-crazed killer, Angus clearly looks out of his element. It’s too much legwork for aging rookie, and he shows how uncomfortable he is with the material in every scene. Willa matches his performance with the kind of stone-faced, lackluster emotion you’d see in the average Xanex addicted middle aged housewife.
Thankfully, she shows her cans.
Other than that, it’s the typical, formulaic case of mistaken identity thriller that will leave you on the edge of your seat wondering which cushion the remote fell between.
Soak in that acting, whew:
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