Suddenly no one, including his wife, knows him. Dan fights back fiercely, beating up three or four goons at once. Platoons of suited agents chase him, and even the head of the CIA (John Beck) flies in for the occasion.
As a plot device, his friend Jessica (Stacey Travis) pitches in to help him, and he’s on his way to New Mexico to see eccentric Dr. Flint (Jonathan Fuller), who knows everything. There’s a wobbly explanation for all the mayhem.
It’s sci-fi land, but secondary characters should develop some reaction to allthe killings. The overwrought TV film spends too much time on characters slugging it out — with either weapons or fists — as director Rick Jacobson pushes the brute force.
Too bad the Frankensteinian aspects aren’t more fully explored; explosions, ballistics and falling bodies aren’t fetching enough.
Howell rises above the material to make Dan sympathetic. Travis, as the attractive Jessica, is a winner, and Heidi Sorenson, as Dan’s wife, impresses. Fuller’s eccentric doctor earns points, and Beck give his usual dependable perf. Others in the cast suffice.
Production designer Nava doesn’t show much originality, nor does John Aronson’s camerawork. But John Gilbert’s editing is certainly purposeful.