John Sayles, a filmmaker who rarely disappoints, unfortunately loses his footing in his film "Limbo". The first half of this film is a wonderful study of the complexities of human relationships, but in the latter half of the Limbo, Sayles introduces a rather cumbersome drug-deal-gone-bad plot scenario in an attempt to try and make some points about human nature and our ability to survive both spiritually and physically. The problem with the latter half of this film is that, simply, it belongs in an entirely different movie. It doesn't fit and for the remaining hour seems mighty awkward. But, again, this is John Sayles, and in the hands of a lesser director all might be lost, but the he extracts the best performances from David Strathairn and Mary Elizabeth Mastrantonio in the latter half of the movie. But even those performances can't save Sayles from copping out on the audience and his script with an ending that is frustrating and disappointing.
