SnoopyStyle Miami police detective Max Kirkpatrick (William Baldwin) is dumped by his angry ex Rita (Salma Hayek). Civil lawyer Kate McQuean (Cindy Crawford) gets nicked by a stray bullet and gets interviewed by Max. Kate uses a maritime law loophole to seize a freighter in a divorce case. The problem is that it's owned by criminal Emilio Juantorena where ex-KGB Colonel Ilya Pavel Kazak and his Russian team operate their high-tech criminal enterprises. They blow up Kate's home. She survives and given police protection. When they attack again, Max escapes with Kate.The plot is really basic and is only an excuse for most of the movie to be a chase. Everybody is piling on to make fun of Cindy Crawford's acting. I've seen worst. For a model, her acting is passable. The movie is simply asking too much from her to be the lead actress. She doesn't really act as much as she can walk and talk. I actually like her when she's punching Max in the face but then the movie forces them to make out in the next moment. There are major problems but most of it is in the script. There is lots of action and explosions to cover up any actual acting in the movie. If anything, it's too overloaded with action and makes this a laughable mess.

MBunge You would think that combining a generic action movie with one of the most beautiful women in the world would be a foolproof formula. Have a few people get shot, blow something up real good and make Cindy Crawford take her top off. What could possibly go wrong? Well, if you watch Fair Game you'll know the answer to that question is…so very, very much. I've seen coloring books better written than this script. I've witnessed better acting jobs from cigar store Indians. And I've had fever dreams that made more logical sense than this movie.The long and the short of this paint-by-numbers story is that Miami lawyer Katherine McQueen (Cindy Crawford) invokes a little know aspect of maritime law that throws a monkey wrench into the plans of some former KBG agents to steal the ludicrous sum of 957 million dollars. They try and kill Katherine, sending her into the protective arms and slicked back hairdo of detective Max Kirkpatrick (William Baldwin). Unable to get help from other cops because of the ex-KGB agents improbable skill at impersonating law enforcement, Katherine and Max are forced to flee on their own by car and train before everything winds up on a boat off the Florida coast, where the bad guy manages to get both blown up and drowned while Katherine and Max escape a fireball by jumping in slow motion. Yeah, it's that kind of film.To call Fair Game trash would be an insult to used tissues and half-eaten cinnamon buns. It's predictable, ridiculous and stupid, frequently all at once. Crawford shows all the acting ability of a seasick sea slug. The most entertaining thing about the whole movie is comparing the amateur bad acting of Crawford with the professional bad acting of William Baldwin, who conclusively proves here that he's the least talented of all the Baldwin brothers. In fact, watching this will make you suspect Baldwin was actually adopted and just had plastic surgery so he'd resemble the others. When you make Daniel Baldwin look like a master thespian, you should really find another line of work.The only possible reason anyone could ever have for renting this DVD is if you enjoy making fun of truly terrible films. From Crawford's breasts having the power to cloud men's minds to Salma Hayek as Max's inexplicable ex-girlfriend to Christopher McDonald playing Max's lieutenant like he has a lit blowtorch shoved up his ass, it's hard not to laugh at much of this crap. Fair Game is such a poorly contrived disaster that it almost morphs into a parody of bad action flicks.When Fair Game was produced, Crawford was still one of the most famous and attractive women in the world, so you really can't blame anyone for trying to make a movie star out of her. She certainly was a no more unlikely candidate for cinema stardom than a mush mouthed bodybuilder from Austria. But this film demonstrates why Crawford's career on camera peaked with MTV's House of Style and the embarrassment it caused Crawford is probably one of the main things that pushed Tyra Banks away from movies and into reality TV. So that's another thing we can blame on this film.Unless you're planning to watch/mock it among friends, skip Fair Game.

BJJManchester Supermodel Cindy Crawford launches her star movie career,and promptly crashes it in FAIR GAME.The premise to begin with is heavily far-fetched as we're supposed to accept La Crawford as a high-flying lawyer in trouble with ex-KGB baddies intending to exterminate her at all cost over some nonsense concerning a boat belonging to an associate,while would-be macho cop Billy Baldwin is on hand to protect our Cindy when the ensuing mayhem starts.And what mayhem! The above is the basic plot line,thin even for a routine one-hour TV episode.Perhaps unconsciously realising this,the film's makers decide to pad it out with as much absurd,ludicrous and hilariously over-the-top action as possible,with barely the slightest concern for intelligence,wit,or logical plot development.Crawford herself looks predictably lovely in various states of skimpy dress or undress,but this is the only positive aspect of her performance;when it comes to delivering the admittedly hackneyed dialogue,she struggles terribly and embarrasses herself,as mostly does her leading man Baldwin.Steven Berkoff is mildly enjoyable in yet another variation on his innumerable mad Soviet-style villains,but his hammy,bellowing visage becomes tiresome.The film's only assured performance comes in a cameo from Salma Hayek,as a former beau of Baldwin's.Ms Hayek would've been a better choice than Crawford as the leading lady;she is criminally wasted in this tiny role.Cindy C as a lawyer broke credulity barely as the film started;if anything,it goes even more downhill from there as Berkoff and Co.(thanks to sophisticated computer tracking devices) are remarkably clever at tracking the exact point and time wherever Cindy and Billy happen to be,but despite the couple being armed with little more than a token gun and their fists (though in Cindy's case,her breasts,which are teasingly present underneath tight-fitting t-shirts),they are hopelessly inept at bumping off their prey,despite seemingly having the equivalent of the entire world's military hardware to hurl at them! Aside from the odd scratch here and there and mussed-up hair,the hero and heroine amazingly survive their ordeal unscathed.With such dumbness present,FAIR GAME could've been enjoyed as a no-brain action thriller had there been any sort of chemistry with the two leads and better dialogue.Since it fails dismally on most of these and other points,it is barely watchable,and Cindy Crawford has not starred in any film since.She has however,performed adequately in supporting roles (her appearance on US sitcom THIRD ROCK FROM THE SUN received unexpected praise in some quarters) in other films and TV programmes.Cindy Crawford is a great supermodel,an acceptable small-part actress,but not a leading actress.Perhaps even Cindy realises that now.Rating:2 and a half out of 10.

Leigh Fair Game is one of those films that teaches you things you never realised were true until it happened on screen. Things like this:Explosions that blow up a mansion, and send someone flying into the water never leave a mark on that person. But they will have blood on their clothes, irregardless.Teams of expert assassins can be beaten by one cop.It's not humanly possible for a bad guy to kill someone without using a one-liner first. This may explain why they don't feel any remorse.Cars blow up on impact, regardless of where the impact is and what the impact is with. Unless of course our hero is in the car, in which case, it just catches fire.Perfect looking fake IDs aren't necessarily done with the use of any computers.Letters that look like 3s, but aren't, are found by typing in '3' into the computer.Employees of small stores swear freely and loudly while on the phone in the store.Continuity is not important. It can easily flow from late afternoon, before the sun starts to set at all, to well after the sun has set, in a matter of seconds.Choppers can't be heard over bad sex scene music and Cindy Crawford's disinterested moaning.Cops leave the safety off when they put their gun away.Trained assassins watch their target do a random Baldwin brother instead of actually doing their job.A bomb counts down from 2 minutes 57 seconds to 1 minute 47 seconds in just under 15 seconds. That bomb then proceeds to blow up everything except the room the bomb is located in.