SAINT, THE

SYNOPSIS:
The Saint is a thief - successful enough to have some $45 million in his Swiss bank account (which he accesses on his lap-top). He needs just one more big job to get him to his target of $50 million and he’ll get out. Quit. The job comes along all right, and it’s a doozy. To steal the formula for cold fusion, invented by a beautiful young Oxford scientist, Emma Russell (Shue), and deliver it to the ambitious Ivan Tretiak (Serbedzija) in Moscow, whose plan is to take power in the new Russia. Helped by numerous disguises and gadgets, The Saint sets about his task, but finds himself under the influence of Emma’s innocent and sincere nature. Emma is herself in great danger as the only one able to complete the secret formula, and they run the gauntlet of Tretiak’s violent son Ilya (Nikolaev) and his goons in a desperately cold Moscow winter.

"It may be that I’m prejudiced - or my preconceptions wouldn’t get out of the way - but this aint The Saint. This seems to me to be some corroded amalgam of Batman and Bond, perhaps, with a dash of Inspector Gadget. He is unrecognisable as Simon Templar, the suave, well educated and super- smooth and acceptably naughty but boyish man, smoothing his way outside the law. Nor does the script do justice to The Saint’s legacy of brains over brawn: Simon Templar has more real class. Perhaps the problem lies in having Americans write the screenplay, whose terms of reference are Die Hard With A Vengeance (which is one of the credits of co-writer Jonathan Hensleigh). Wrong terrain. It follows that I also quibble with casting Val Kilmer in the role; I also quibble with the characterisation. Sorry, Phil Noyce, I think you’re a terrific filmmaker, and I understand you are trying to re-invent this character from the ground up, but I think this was an error of judgement. We all do it sometime. I needed some humour in there to balance the glum. Even if we cast aside the issue of his un-Saintliness, our hero should be either likeable, approachable or at least sharply funny. He is too cold and a bit dour for me. Shue’s scientist character is too faint to be credible, and the storyline is a tad tired. But there were things I really liked: the Moscow scenes were wonderfully staged, directed and designed, and all the supporting cast playing the Moscow Mafia (and the others) were excellent, credible and fresh. You know what - I think it needed Aussie writers."
Andrew L. Urban