Stars: Tom Cruise, Jeanne Tripplehorn, Gene Hackman, Hal Holbrook, Terry Kinney
Genre: Drama, Mystery, Thriller
Rating: R (Restricted)
Runtime: 154 minutes
By far the best adaptation of a John Grisham bestseller, this smart, fast-paced 1993 film--directed by Sydney Pollack (Out of Africa)--offers up the dilemma of a young lawyer whose life is turned upside down when he takes a job at a Southern law firm owned by the mob. Mitch McDeere (Tom Cruise), having just graduated from Harvard Law, is besieged with offers but takes a job, too good to be true, with a small Memphis firm. He and his wife, Abby (Jeanne Tripplehorn), are sucked in by the seemingly close-knit, collegial nature of the firm's partners and the expensive perks that come with the job. His mentor, Avery (Gene Hackman), teaches him the ropes, but Mitch and Abby begin to sense there's something wrong with this idyllic life. When a couple of associates turn up dead, Mitch begins to investigate the history of the firm; and when the FBI asks him to spy on the firm for them, Mitch realizes his life will never be the same and that, if discovered, he, his wife, and his long-lost brother will be in mortal danger. Mitch must use all his talents as a lawyer to outsmart the firm, the FBI, and the mob in order to reclaim control over his life. A very entertaining thriller that engages the audience at a breakneck pace while not taking itself too seriously. It also features some fine writing and strong performances from a large cast of exceptional actors. --Robert Lane
How about you get down on your knees and kiss my ass for not indicting you as a co-conspirator right now, you chickenshit little Harvard cocksucker?
I haven't done anything, and you know it!
Who gives a fuck? I'm a federal agent! You know what that means, you lowlife motherfucker? It means you've got no rights, your life is mine! I could kick your teeth down your throat and yank 'em out your asshole, and I'm not even violating your civil rights!
Let me get this straight: you want me to steal files from the firm, turn them over to the FBI, send my colleagues to jail...
They roped you into this.
Breach attorney-client privilege, thus getting myself disbarred for life, then testify in open court against the Mafia...
Well, unfortunately, Mitch...
Let me ask you something: are you out of your fucking mind?
How'd you land a job like that with a brother in the slammer?
I get it. Don't worry, I'd probably have done the same thing.
You're always there for me, Ray...
I'd have done the same thing. You think I want to tell the guys around here that I got a brother at Harvard?
He lied about his brother.
Wouldn't you lie about having a felon in the family to get a job like this?
He ought to be kept on a short leash.
Why? You've got nothing to be suspicious about.
I get paid to be suspicious when I've got nothing to be suspicious about.