To the Limit

OK, Playmate Rebecca Ferrati keeps her clothes on, but at least a dozen pair of "no-Playmate" tits are shown as compensation. Isn't that a must for a good, twisty plot???

And the greatest Playmate of them all (at least in one way) is excellent casted as the super agent suffering from "dirtyfobic" - she has to bath ones and take a shower ones. (And make love (er?) twice...)

Of course this movie is a turkey, I would have been disappointed (and very, very surprised) if it wasn't. And you'll get everything you can expect: bad acting, strained twists in a strained plot in a strained script, a lot of action scenes (a few of them are quiet good (!)), a lot of titties, and Anna Nicole Smith. If that's what you want, you won't be disappointed. But if you are the kind of person who's gonna analyze this movie, and complain about the bad directing or the lack of logic in the story, I'll call you pathetic. Because it is like complaining about the lack of car chases in "The Lord of The Rings".

This wasn't too bad at all really, no it ain't a blockbuster, neither was it meant to be, but it is enjoyable some of the acting is lame and the action scenes are not too bad really.

If you like Anna Nicole Smith, definitely Buy this, Because the amount of sex scenes of her, is awesome. You wont be disappointed. That was the main reason i bought this movie for the Nudity, don't pay no more than £3.00 for it. Because you will be disappointed. It's a cheap thrill of a DVD to buy. The Film basically starts off with sex scenes and ends with sex, lol. It's 1 for the guyz don't buy it to watch with your mates or your girlfriend, like a said buy it for Anna Nicole Smith getting her big jugs out they are absolutely Gorgeous breasts.

This is a movie without meaning.

To The Limit is a poor production: no plot, no budget and no real acting. So the makers provided an eye-catcher - rubenesque actress Anna Nicole Smith.

And that´s it. If You like to waste your time watching:

• closeups of the best parts of Anna Nicole Smith

• totals of rubensque parts of her

• a movie without meaning nor sense

• lousy characters

• useless dialogues

• same for the action (if ever)

this is the movie for You.

Otherwise don´t watch it. Don´t even think about it.

Because there isn´t anything in it.

I had the misfortune of catching this at one of the low-quality cable channels a while ago. And i was astounded at how bad it was. I can't say that i expected a cinematic experience of note either, but the only thing taken to the limit here is how much junk the viewer can endure.

The plot with Anna-Nicole Smith as an ex-CIA agent feels thinner than paper. But the execution is even worse. This is part soft-core porn, looking like something out of a Playboy-video, and part lousy zero-budget action flick. Who is the intended audience for something like this?! Do we even want to know?! This is like a manual in horrible film-making. Truly not worth watching for anyone. I rate this 1/10, but only because no lower grade was available.

To the Limit represents everything wrong with mid-90s direct-to-video action cinema, wrapped in a package so transparently exploitative it borders on parody. This sequel to "DaVinci's War" stumbles through its revenge thriller premise with the grace of a drunk rhinoceros, delivering a viewing experience that feels less like entertainment and more like endurance testing.

The film's visual presentation epitomizes the era's low-budget aesthetic with flat, television-quality cinematography that drains any potential tension from action sequences. Lighting appears haphazardly arranged, casting harsh shadows that emphasize the cheap production values rather than creating atmosphere. The action choreography, while occasionally showing flashes of competence, suffers from uninspired direction that reduces shootouts and fight scenes to perfunctory obligations rather than compelling spectacle.

Anna Nicole Smith's performance as the vengeful ex-CIA operative Collette carries the weight of someone clearly cast for reasons having nothing to do with dramatic ability. Her line delivery alternates between wooden monotone and overwrought melodrama, never finding a natural rhythm that serves the character's supposed lethal professionalism. While her physical presence dominates the screen (as clearly intended), Smith struggles with even basic dialogue scenes, making her character's supposed intelligence background laughably unconvincing.

The supporting cast fares marginally better, with Joey Travolta bringing workmanlike competence to his mobster role, though he cannot elevate the material beyond its inherent limitations. Michael Nouri appears to be sleepwalking through his performance, delivering lines with the enthusiasm of someone reading grocery lists. The various character actors populating the criminal underworld feel recycled from dozens of similar productions, contributing to the film's generic, assembly-line quality.

The script's attempts at complexity through its dual revenge storylines only serve to highlight the writers' inability to craft coherent character motivations or believable relationships. Plot developments feel arbitrary rather than earned, with convenient coincidences driving the narrative forward when logic fails. The dialogue oscillates between exposition-heavy information dumps and cringe-inducing one-liners that land with the impact of wet cement.

What emerges is a film that understands the surface elements of action thrillers but completely misses their emotional core. The revenge theme, potentially rich with dramatic possibility, becomes a shallow excuse for violence and exploitation. The pacing lurches between sluggish character development and frantic action, never establishing a consistent tone or building genuine suspense.