Paycheck, or why we should let Philip K. Dick rest in peace
What a mess. Take a Philip K. Dick short story, hand it to John Woo, muddle up the story with a lot of wacky pseudo science and product-placed motorcycle chases, and cast the animatronic acting device known as Ben Afleck in the lead, this is what you get. Paycheck.
The only thing it has going for it is Uma Thurman's uncanny ability to deliver stilted dialog in the most matter of fact way (see Kill Bill). And it is kind of amusing in a "Mystery Science Theater" kind of way.
By the way, I've seen a lot of John Woo movies, and I still don't get the white doves. What's up with that?