Swimming With Sharks

The picture's raison d'être has to be Spacey's 'loud and nasty' performance: he's the sort of actor who grabs you by the throat and beats you about the head without ever lifting his feet from the desk.

Mr. Spacey's Buddy is a caricature so dazzling that even Buddy might have to say something nice about it: cool, withering, studiously suave, and spurred by impulses that might seem peevish even in a 2-year-old child.

This excessively talky, incoherently plotted, would-be film noir is not very good.

To outsiders, all this rage and gnashing of teeth may seem silly and self-absorbed.

The film has no subtlety, so the one-dimensional story comes across as a sophomoric, pointless tirade.

Sharks is a one-joke movie, and the joke wears thin less than halfway through.

Despite some sharp dialogue, this is a nasty, derivative film, sort of a cross between Tarantino's Reservoir Dogs and Altman's The Player.

...Spacey delivers one of his most memorable performances...

It's darkly hilarious, smoothly entertaining, and almost sinfully cruel. And the finalé packs a real stinger.

Dazzling and subversive satire on boss-employee relations.

One of the best film's of the 90's...Spacey and Whaley are staggeringly good!

ascerbic but missing something