Thursday, March 28, 2013

Movie Review: Sketch Artist (1992)

The Sketch Artist
THE SKETCH ARTIST - Poster Image

Written by Michael Angeli
Directed by Phedon Papamichael

Jack Whitfield...Jeff Fahey
Rayann Whitfield...Sean Young
Daisy...Drew Barrymore

THE SKETCH ARTIST - Title Screen

Police artist Jack Whitfield sketches an image of a murder suspect based on the eye witness account of messenger girl Daisy. When the composite is complete, Jack discovers that it is the spitting image of his wife. Doctoring the image a bit to protect her, and using his position to hamper the investigation, Jack seeks out the truth, finding himself in much deeper trouble than he ever anticipated.

THE SKETCH ARTIST - The sketch

It is a rather slow-paced, and not terribly interesting movie. Thrillers like these were pretty standard on cable back in the day, and nearly all of them threw in a couple of moderately-famous faces and a couple of moderately-steamy sex scenes for good measure. They all followed the rules of the genre and made no attempt to defy convention. They were, essentially, a dime-a-dozen. The Sketch Artist is certainly no exception.

THE SKETCH ARTIST - the artist and the witness

I have to admit, the main reason I sat down to watch this was because it featured Drew Barrymore during her sultry, kinda slutty younger years (this premiered only a month after the release of Poison Ivy)...so it was kind of a disappointment that her role was as small as it was. There were a few scenes of frankly uncomfortable-looking sex, but she was a part of none of them. Jeff Fahey, though, who was in his bad attitude, mullet-headed years does get in on the action, though, exposing his sweater-like torso and bare bottom for anyone whose proclivities run in that direction.

THE SKETCH ARTIST - ring-a-ding-ding

1992
Rated R
88 Minutes
Color
English
United States

"Give me some fucking change!"
--J/Metro

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