Stand by for a remarkable movie, film noirish in its way, especially because John Lithgow's acting is uniformly superb. By way of counterpoint, Rosanna Arquette, his ditsy partner or traveling companion with benefits, it doesn't matter which, throws herself around with such abandon in the hot Mexican locations that Lithgow and she make a delightful study in opposites. Lithgow is a small time crook trying to make dollars without attracting too much attention as the pair motor around. The necessary conflict soon emerges after the pair take on board a much younger American male (played by Kevin Anderson) who's on the lam because he's wanted for questioning in a murder case. The bubbly Rosanna character having become somewhat tired of her older lover, it's not long before she's rocking the springs with the new man who by day is confined to the back seat of the car. Arquette has never been shy about disporting herself, and here her bed-worthy bazongers are frequently on the bounce. Black comedy turns to drama towards the end, with surprising outcomes. The Wrong Man has been the title of several movies, so it's worth quoting the lead actors' names at your local DVD shop. If you understand how and when over-acting can raise the level of professionalism, then make sure you don't miss this one.
Review of The Wrong Man
