The problem when you try to tell a story like this, is that there has to be a degree on plausibility in the premiss. Otherwise, it might as well have stayed on the page. This is, sadly, an example of the latter. "Bishop" (Charlie Sheen) is an advisor to the US president who finds himself the target of an assassin. Why? Well, for the vast majority of the film, your guess is every bit as good as mine, though it is pretty clear who. His only way to survive is to go to ground, and with the help of his boss "Conrad" (Donald Sutherland) and good old "Sarah Connor" herself Linda Hamilton, get to the bottom of things. It's really quite a dull movie this. Sheen is out of his depth as an action actor, he tries to hard to convey some sense of his perilous predicament, but he just isn't good enough to pull it off. The supporting cast of steady B-listers offer little of distinction either before an ending that is, frankly, silly. It's well enough made, just nothing much to write home about.

A very good action director teams with a big name cast to create one of the silliest political conspiracy films ever made. Bobby Bishop (Charlie Sheen) is a hot-shot special assistant to the President (Sam Waterston). He wheels, he deals, he charms, and everybody in Washington, D. C. loves him so much you expect adoption proceedings to begin. His boss, Chief of Staff Conrad (Donald Sutherland) speaks of him with both eyes twinkling, while gruff Vice President Saxon (Ben Gazzara) is put off by his shenanigans. One of Bobby's old professors escapes from a house where almost half a dozen of his colleagues are killed by one man (Stephen Lang). The professor has information for Bobby about a shadow government operating in the White House, but is killed by the assassin before he can offer any more help. Bishop is on the run, helped by spunky reporter Amanda (a miscast Linda Hamilton). Everywhere Bobby and Amanda run, the killer is close behind, until the film reveals the true members behind the conspiracy- about an hour after the viewer has figured it out. This had the makings of a first class political suspenser along the lines of "The Manchurian Candidate" or "Seven Days in May." In addition to the cast mentioned above, check out some more names from the end credits: Charles Cioffi, Nicholas Turturro, Theodore Bikel, Gore Vidal, Paul Gleason, and Terry O'Quinn. If their names are not familiar, their faces will be. This kind of experienced cast, and writer Vidal, should have known better. The script is nothing more than Hamilton and Sheen running around Washington, D. C. locations while Lang shoots at them with more ammo than Rambo's gun cabinet- and misses. Incredible holes abound in the screenplay: ace reporter Amanda's first question at a White House press conference is asked as she struts down the press corps room aisle like she was being shown to her seat at a Mets game. Even though she is a top reporter at a big D. C. paper, she has no idea the professor and others have been killed in a giant gun fight in the middle of Georgetown. Bobby and Amanda sneak into the White House, where apparently the Chief of Staff feels no need to lock his office doors. Bobby almost has the entire conspiracy recorded on tape...until he drops the evidence in the river. The finale involves the assassination of a major political figure using a remote control toy. Cosmatos shoots a crisp picture here, but he goes overboard on closeups, and matte shots- where one subject is close to the camera, there is some blurriness in the middle of the screen, and the background subject is also in focus. The music sounds like the incidental score to "Star Wars." In the face of all this goofiness, the cast is lost. Sheen enters every scene out of breath. Gazzara is so grizzled as the vice-president, I cannot imagine him on any political ticket- he makes Joe Biden and Dick Cheney appear cuddly. Waterston is vacuous as the president, why Bobby chooses to remain loyal to him is beyond me. Stephen Lang is so much better than given credit for, but he can do nothing with a bad role. "Shadow Conspiracy" is so serious in its intentions, it turns into an unintentional comedy. The cast and crew should have known better, and now you do.