Remember when Al Pacino used to make great movies? If so, do not bother watching “The Son Of No One”, a dreadful drama that doesn’t engage, or make sense for that matter. I love Al Pacino, which is why it’s so frustrating that the movie drowns itself in a sea of confusion. Because no one wants to tell a story in chronological order any more, this saga hopscotches back and forth through two separate time periods, both taking place in in the same Queens police precinct in 1986 and 2002. Channing Tatum is a cop who is haunted by his past. A double murder he committed in 1986 as a child in the Queensboro Projects, which was covered up, has been mysteriously rediscovered in 2002 and threatens him, his wife (Katie Holmes) and child, and his career as a rookie policeman. Al Pacino is the detective who covered it up, but now someone wants to reopen the case. Why? I have no clue. If justice is the answer, I don’t buy it. Allow me to explain: the murders he commited as a child weren’t even murders, but rather acts of self defense. And even if they weren’t, a child would hardly spend time in jail. So basically, Tatum spends the entire movie being paranoid about people discovering the truth. But sadly, his behavior do not make him the least sympathetic.
If only the script had been simplified-perhaps I should say clarified- this could have been an interesting film. Instead, it’s a major disappointment.
Rating: 1.5/4
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