Seven years ago, Natural Born Killers struck a nerve with its attack on violence and the media, and while not as successful as Oliver Stone�s masterpiece, 15 Minutes effectively hits many of the same notes.
As disreputable as Oliver Stone's "Natural Born Killers" is as an artistic document, the infamous 1994 satire on the linkage between the cult of celebrity and the culture of violence in contemporary America can at least be admired for the director's able deployment of his patented bag of film-school tricks to give the picture the hysterically jazzed-up surface so characteristic of his work.
As if Oliver Stone hadn't already driven this material into the ground with Natural Born Killers.
Somewhere between a buddy-cop potboiler and a blunted, commercialized "Natural Born Killers" lies "15 Minutes," a slick, violent thriller with an acerbic statement to make about media sensationalism.
Unlike Natural Born Killers, which constantly shifted from film to 8mm to various others, 15 Minutes just alternates between film and a Sony digicam.
The bad news is, judging from the numerous devices stolen from "Natural Born Killers," it now appears he wants to be the next Oliver Stone.