New York mobster Sal Veronica has a choice: testify against
his mobster family or go to jail...
haven't slipped into a coma yet, have you?! There are no prizes
for guessing what happens next in Protection. Valuing
freedom before loyalty he chooses the former and moves his
family to a new area under the wing of the police witness
protection scheme. When he enters into a business partnership
with a new friend Sal (now using the surname Vincent) uses
the connections of a local crime boss to get things moving.
But you should never shake hands with a snake, because you
might grab the end that bites. The crime boss double-crosses
the partners and attempts to take control of the business.
super smooth Sal is having none of it. He threatens the boss
and shows he's made of sterner stuff. Forced to extremes the
boss discovers our dark hero's background and arranges for
some old acquaintances to show up with guns and bags of vengeance.
I tried very hard to like this movie, but it's nothing that
hasn't been seen a hundred times before: bad guy turns good,
but turns bad to do good... if you see what I mean!
A hackneyed plot isn't helped by bland characters who inspire
not one iota of sympathy. It seems that Sal is every woman's
dream (he beds the wife of a man who has him investigated,
his partner's wife continually eyes him up, and even his partner's
teenage daughter lusts after him. Stephen Baldwin plays the
main character cool; so cool, in fact, that he practically
falls asleep standing up. I know how he feels.