A wrecked jeep.... A skeleton.... A rifle... $800,000 dollars in cash
Two Texas border guards find a jeep buried for 20 years in the desert, with a skeleton, a scoped rifle, and a box with $800,000 in cash. They decide to keep the money, but quietly check up on the info they find. Soon the Feds are running all over the place, and it looks like jeep maybe linked to the JFK assassination. But the Feds are trying to cover it up, and eliminate anyone involved with the jeep.
Before turning into a nonsensical thriller, Flashpoint's an interesting little slow-paced drama. Treat Williams and Kris Kristofferson have an everyman quality that lets them embody ambitionless working class men. They're amiable guys who resist change only until $800,000 falls in their lap, at which point all hell breaks loose. Instead of making any thematic point, the film opts to reveal a convoluted Kennedy assassination conspiracy theory. The title song that plays over the end credits is so terrible, it's instantly more memorable than anything preceding.
Good quality conspiracy thriller, that is almost killed by the god damn most awful end title song the world has ever seen or heard
I love the 80s. I love conspiracy theories. I love Kurtwood Smith. I quite enjoyed this film.
When a couple of Texas border patrol agents find a 20 year old jeep filled with money and an old sniper rifle, they run afoul of Federal agents and into a two decade conspiracy. Well paced, well written, well acted, well worth your time.
Treat Williams and Kris Kristofferson. Brilliant