Highwaymen needs direction
By Rawly Bransom
editor-in-chief

Terror hits a brick wall and never makes its way into the Highwaymen.
James Caviezel heads the cast as Rennie, an out-of-control ex-doctor chasing the serial killer who murdered his wife.
Caviezel has had great performances in Count of Monte Cristo and Angel Eyes. Later this year, he will portray Jesus Christ in Mel Gibson’s The Passion.
But in the Highwaymen he gives a very sleepy and forgettable performance.
It appears Caviezel was too busy studying his Latin for The Passion to put any effort into Highwaymen.
Rhona Mitra co-stars as Molly, whose portrayal of a women being attacked was weak and sniveling —the kind of tripe one expects from a bad B movie.
Really, I do think people would put up at least a little bit of a fight if kidnapped by a crazy psycho.
Colm Feore plays the serial killer Fargo.
Previously crippled in a car wreck, Fargo uses his ’72 sea green El Dorado to become an almost all-powerful killing machine.
Highwaymen takes a lot of time to make Fargo seem as menacing, scary and supernatural as possible, but in the end he is simply a guy in a wheel chair with serious psychological problems.
After watching this “horror film” if I see a sea green El Dorado, all I’ll do is laugh.
If director Robert Harm was trying to make a spoof movie of ’70s horror films, then he failed with a valid attempt.
However, if this truly was meant to be a horror or suspense film, not only does the film fail, but it fails in a monumental way.
Highwaymen’s plot does not change lanes or directions.
And, more importantly, its viewers find no surprises or bumps on this long road.
All in all, the Highwaymen is a forgettable film with forgettable performances and an abysmal plot.