TV reporter tries to highlight justice issues at the DA dept. and his own potential for a pulitzer prize by framing himself for murder.
Evidently, no-one told him Pulitzer Prizes aren’t actually handed out to TV reporters, but that’s the least of his problems as the plot’s twists and turns leave holes big enough to throw a gavel through. The biggest crime, however, is that Metcalfe’s limitations help the cool ’50s stylings end up like an ’80s TV movie.
Comes across as more 80s TV movie than 50s period piece.