Al Pacino stars in this Jon Avnet directed thriller that's long on improbability and short on suspense.
He plays Seattle forensic psychiatrist Dr. Jack Gramm, who teaches at the University and testifies in big murder cases.
His most celebrated case put away a killer, played by very sinister-looking Neal McDonough, who's sentenced to death on the strength of Gramm's testimony. The film opens with a man torturing and killing a young women by using straps and gear that is used by mountain climbers.
The police catch the suspect and he's convicted and years later when the film picks up, just hours before the scheduled execution, Gramm gets a cell call from a man with an altered voice telling him that he has 88 minutes to live. The calls keep coming with a countdown to his death.
To add to Gramm's troubles, women that he knows personally are being killed in the same manner used by the jailed killer. In fact, most of the people Gramm surrounds himself with seem to be young, attractive women (Leelee Sobieski, Alicia Witt and Amy Brenneman who co-star).
Looking tired and wearing a strange pompadour hairdo, Pacino makes and receives numerous calls as he races across the city attempting to find out who's threatening him. At one point, he even hires a cab that he drives himself to get to his destination faster.
I was expecting from the look of the trailer, to enjoy Pacino's latest, but I was disappointed. Beside the bevy of suspects introduced for our consideration, the incessant and annoying calls and the lack of any real suspense, made 88 Minutes appear a whole-lot longer.