Writer-director Emilio Estevez has created a hagiography of Bobby Kennedy and posits that his death marked an end of a political dream in the United States. The action takes place at the scene of the crime - the Ambassador Hotel in Los Angeles on 5 June 1968. Estevez puts the ghost of his dire directorial efforts (Men at Work, The War at Home) behind him in creating 22 fictional characters he places there when Kennedy was shot. His hope is that these characters will capture the worries and problems of America at the time. It’s hit and miss: the problem is that because this is a cast of superstars some of the characters’ only function is to give another big name a walk-on part. So whereas Lindsay Lohan marrying Elijah Wood to keep him from going to Vietnam and the racial tensions in the kitchen between Christian Slater, Laurence Fishburne and Freddy Rodrguez are involving, there seems little point in Sharon Stone cutting hair or Anthony Hopkins playing chess.
Estevez is no Robert Altman but he does do a good job in mixing in archive footage of Bobby Kennedy in with the fictional action. The saccharine tone is in keeping with the fawning perspective of this rambling love letter from Emilio to Bobby.