This movie looks like it was filmed in Montreal or Quebec City, with some n@zi flags thrown up for set decoration. The whole thing is so low-rent and antiseptic it reminds me of the cheap-o Historical Moments shorts they run on CBC TV in Canada where they teach the 27 people still watching the state broadcaster about the fight to recognize beavers as the national symbol or the magic formula or maple syrup.
William Hurt reads every line in every movie like it's the first time he's encountered the words. Or English is not his native language. This stilted delivery does not work for a heroic character.
But I'm sure a bunch of Canadian dentists got a nice tax writeoff for when this one got relegated to a TV-only release.
