

In this case, he's Jimmy "the Tulip" Tudeski (Bruce Willis), the onetime enforcer of Chicago's Gogolack crime family. Judging by the number of hired killers populating films these days, it must be a growth industry.


This is yet another movie to feature a hit man as the lead character. The result is an uneven and at times annoying motion picture. And, while I suppose one has to grudgingly give screenwriter Mitchell Kapner and director Jonathan Lynn ( My Cousin Vinny) credit for trying something a little off the beaten path, they don't pull it off. Instead, The Whole Nine Yards is offered up as a straight noir thriller, with all sorts of pratfalls, jokes, and slapstick thrown in to enliven the proceedings. That's not what's going on here - there's hardly a whiff of parody from beginning to end. At first, this might not seem like an unusual approach, until you recall that most movies of this ilk are satires. The Whole Nine Yards suffers from split personality syndrome - it's a strange hybrid of film noir and comedy.
