David Mamet is as faintly deplorable as a public figure as he is narrowly but highly talented as a narrative/visual constructor. But credit where credit is due: This is one of the best examples of how well he hoes his small but fecund row. Crisp and clean to the point of near-abstraction, yet all in good faith. Plus leading-man eyecandy Campbell Scott -- the Jon Hamm we had before Jon Hamm, and was he ever up to it!
The dialogue sounds like it got ripped from the pages of a typical thriller novel. It promises action but delivers none through the way it was shot(no dramatic or subjective camera work here) and the 4:3 aspect ratio makes me think it was a television movie, the ones played in the afternoon no-one watches. But the story is engaging i guess.