Chirphymium It's entirely possible that sending the audience out feeling lousy was intentional

Luecarou What begins as a feel-good-human-interest story turns into a mystery, then a tragedy, and ultimately an outrage.

Hadrina The movie's neither hopeful in contrived ways, nor hopeless in different contrived ways. Somehow it manages to be wonderful

Scarlet The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

Leofwine_draca CODE CONDOR is a bizarre little action film from Sergio Martino, the Italian director who achieved a measure of greatness in the 1970s and 1980s with his entries in the horror and science fiction genres. Sadly, the Italian film industry had all but collapsed by 1990, leaving only a few half-hearted productions in its wake, and this is one of them. It was shot in Argentina and features the exceptionally wooden Daniel Greene, infamous from his Vietnam flicks, as the hero. He punches and pulverises his way through the bad guys in a plot involving the usual conspiracy angle and one-man-against-the-system shenanigans. An early scene in which Greene's dog is kicked across the room (for real) leaves a bad taste in the mouth, and the rest is an unwieldy concoction of boring action scenes and lame plotting. In a sign of end-career desperation, Martino fits as many naked breasts into his film as is humanly possible.