16 September 2003 | almark
So wooden you might get splinters!
This horrible piece of tripe contains so many bad actors, they were tripping over one another to deliver their incredibly-poorly written dialogue.
The acting was wooden, the directing haphazard and the script, well the script, should have been burned, along with the writing team.
To have subjected the tragedy of Versace's death to such an amateurish version of Andrew Cunanan's last few weeks was a travesty. If I were an actor in this movie I would change my name...quckly! Either that or try to expunge this film from my filmography.
The premise was fine...the truth of Cunanan, a self-important model-wanna-be who uses rage, whether it's gay rage or just rage itself, to slowly take over his life, and then to finally kill four people leading up to his coup de grace, the assassination of Versace, the uber-designer who slighted him by not choosing him as a model.
I would like to see this tragic story portrayed by a writing team, director and cast who actually are professionals, maybe they would be able to pull off a good film...but this group...not a chance!