The suspense (with political overtones) is late in arriving and, when it comes, is dampening rather than warming. The character interest before that is fairly intense. Thanks for that to Colin Firth as the tortured homosexual with a dying mother, a languishing repertory cinema in Buenos Aires ("Once the James Dean retrospective starts up next month ..."), and a festering contempt for his neighbors ("He doesn't know who Geraldine Page is!"). Hart Bochner, as his mysterious American apartment-mate with a mysterious kinship to 1950s Method actors, is barely adequate for a blue-jeans ad. Directed by Martin Donovan. (1989) — Duncan Shepherd
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