This could have been a good movie, instead it slowly faded away into a hotch-potch of pointless scenarios. Firstly, if you are seriously going to change your identity, to the extent where you buy new passports and papers of a dead person you don't leave your old identity papers in your golf-bag. You also don't carry thousands of dollars around in an old sports bag, maybe you could do if you lived in the Vatican, but in the USA you wouldn't. Then you would not pick up a young girl who is obviously mentally unstable for some unknown reasons and even if you did you would be an absolute fool to let her sleep in your motel room so that she has access to your private papers, money, id's etc. while you sleep like a baby. Thirdly, if you were a golf pro. and had been on TV playing golf with the greats, you would not be looking for a golf job under a different identity while being exactly the same physically . Can you imagine Greg Norman turning up at a Golf Club under the name of Bruce Smith, weeks after the real Greg Norman was pronounced 'missing presumed dead', Don't you think one or two golfers would mention that the new golf pro looks just like Greg Norman and is playing like Greg Norman? ......... so far not so good, then we enter the sex scene sagas, pointless escapades of sex in other peoples houses, I don't know if many watching this movie thought that was worth watching...... I certainly did not..... Sorry, but this movie misses the mark when unfortunately with a good script it could have been half way decent.
Review of Arthur Newman
