Buddy (Daniels) moans, "Starsky and Putz," referring to his restrained position as Clint's makeshift partner. The 70's cop TV reference is all too appropriate.

At the film's heart, viewers will find a very interesting concept -- top notch FBI profiler retires as a heart transplant recipient of a murder victim. This certainly gives rise to many juicy-red motivations -- some of which are explored here. Unfortunately, the film is produced with the same flavor as cop shows several decades passed. Still, given Clint and the beating premise, the film would make a fine renter. But, unfortunately the under par (not even talking about Eastwood) acting defeats otherwise well-earned tension. Nearly every scene with Eastwood & De Jesus lacks.

Clint, though not a strong actor, still commands the screen with a certain balance between innocence, simplicity, and brawn. When he finally picks up a shotgun and starts shooting -- you'll charge right behind. (Goodness, he put like 6 shells through the windows of that car and the driver still drove away unscathed!)

The film also suffers from a few technical pops especially in audio and especially in the first scene.

Still something about Clint's resolve and several justifiably interesting twists kept me compelled despite having figured it out earlier on.

Kudos to the nightmare scene, the doughnut scene, and Rick Hoffman's "the ambulance went right by me" scene.

Enjoyed the true climax, which gave some uncharacteristically good dialogue to the killer, but I found the action climax, tacked on to the end, to be rather tedious and "disconnected."