Past Tense

A hardbitten cop has dreams (and dreams within dreams) about a mysterious femme fatale, the sort of stuff parodied in Altman's The Player. Director Clifford strains for psychological symbolism, but the stylised photography and design are simply silly, as is the script. And with Glenn and Flynn Boyle failing to be James Stewart and Kim Novak, that leaves a 'thriller' which is very vaguely Hitchcockian, but lacks an ounce of the Master's art - though making sex and violence this tedious is, perhaps, an art in itself.