This is a throwback mystery, set in a present-day Buffalo that looks like 1985, with a North by Northwest homage and a whiskey-blooded P.I. so hardboiled he references Mike Hammer. But its influences also extend to '90s cable movies, reminiscent of a TNT or USA genre piece that relishes its shoestring budget, making up for slipshod CGI and editing with jaded wit and underrated actors. But despite supporting parts from Matthew Broderick and Robert Forster, this Nikola Tesla-inspired conspiracy shoots for too much wonder and darkness at once, too wed to Greg Stuhr's gullible gumshoe to make a memorable noir on the cheap.
Not Rated.
Critc's Grade: C-
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