BitterSweet
Supermodel-turned-actress Angie Everhart was generally considered the best thing about the awful Joe Eszterhas and William Friedkin kinkfest Jade, which is kind of like being the friendliest doctor involved in the Tuskegee experiments. Everhart was acceptable in Jade, but if her work in BitterSweet is any indication, she's woefully unprepared for lead roles. Essentially a gender-switched variation on Point Blank, the film concerns a strangely mature college student (Everhart) who is lured into breaking into a warehouse by scummy boyfriend Brian Wimmer under the pretense that they're participating in a high-stakes scavenger hunt. Shot, framed for murder, and left for dead (not unlike many participants in actual scavenger hunts), Everhart emerges from prison four years later, hungry for revenge. To that end, she teams up with a renegade-cop-with-a-drinking-problem (James Russo) to bring down Wimmer and his mob-affiliated boss (Eric Roberts). Devoid of logic and/or common sense—why would lawman Russo team up with a bloodthirsty vigilante?—BitterSweet is exceptionally silly, the sort of film in which everyone with a drinking problem swigs liquor straight from an easily identifiable bottle and mob kingpins hold important meetings in front of a panel of prostitutes. As the vengeance-hungry protagonist, Everhart seems more vaguely annoyed than consumed with fury, and the stupid script doesn't help. Badly acted and filmed with all the personality of an episode of Hunter, the film is less bittersweet than simply awful.