Dennis Waterman, who should have stayed on safer ground with MInder and The Sweeney, pretends to be a gregarious priest called Father Jim and Roger Daltrey is an ex-fighter who goes under the moniker of Keith the Thief.
Strangely though, were in Chicago which means both the film and Daltrys wayward accent encounter an immediate credibility problem. With more incisive direction and a decent script, this conman saga just might have pulled itself together. As it is, it drifts listlessly from one set of dull gullible Yanks to the next.
What we're left with is a really stupid version of Dirty Rotten Scoundrels.