Ray Liotta plays Dr. David Krane, a forensic pathologist who obsesses over the death of his
wife. She was killed about a year before, and he, an alcoholic at the time, was the prime
suspect. He was eventually acquitted due to a technicality, but is constantly searching
for new leads. He finds new hope in the work of a university scientist (Linda Fiorentino) who
has discovered a drug which allows the transfer of memory. Dr. Krane uses the drug to
experience the memories of his dead wife, and other victims of her killer. The film becomes
a race as he tries to learn all the facts about his wife's death before the side effects of the
drug weaken his heart to the point of death. Unfortunately at this point, the film's absurd plot
becomes muddled and confusing, finally erupting with an inexplicable conclusion. Liotta is
wasted here, doing not much more than wincing and staring wide eyed at the camera during
his memory flashbacks. Fiorentino plays a much different character than she has before as the
mousy scientist, but she moslty seems a bystander to the events. The memory events are
staged like a chaotic cutting between a horror film and a music video. Sometimes, they are
visually interesting, but they are never truly involving. The film never lives up to its name.
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