I'm surprised this movie was released in 1991. It looks much more dated than that, except for the blonde haired sister, Gina, who looks just fitting with the decade.
'Raw Nerve' is another one of those thrillers where mild-mannered ordinary joe starts having visions of murders, tries to convince the police that he can sense where their suspect is, and then winds up becoming a suspect himself.
In a small Texas(?) town, there is a killer on the loose. Seven murder in fourteen days and the cops haven't got a clue or a suspect. That brings us to Jimmy Clayton, a thirty-something guy who lives with his younger sister, Gina. Jimmy starts having these painful brief blackouts in which he sees brief moments of the murder which occured moments before, if not days before.
Brainiac that he is, he goes to the cops and tries to explain the visions for him, but they don't buy it for a minute, although they probably should've investigated at least something he said (that they didn't already know) because they didn't have any leads anyway. But, they give Jimmy the boot and basically tell him to stop wasting their time. Nobody listens to Jimmy.
Well, one person does. An eager investigator (Aka snooping reporter) who thinks Jimmy's story will make great headlines for the local paper. And Jimmy actually spills his guts about the flashbacks or whatever they are about the murder with the red shoe foot fetish, though he doesn't know he's talking to a reporter (because he's an idiot).
The murders are still happening, and it look like Jimmy's said his peace, but nothing is being done about it (and he doesn't seem bothered by it). So the omniscient, totally credible detective supposes Jimmy is the murderer and now the cops are after him unless he can prove his innocence. Actually, the captain just calls it a "hunch," a legal term for, we got nothing, so arrest that guy. Certain things in this dumb story just don't add up, including the good-but-soon-stupid twist at the end.
This might've been at least a half decent movie if the acting wasn't so bad, especially some late timed dialogue by reporter Gloria and do-gooder Jimmy in addition to the stonewall John Wayne School of Acting troupe, Jan Michael Vincent (as the primary detective) and Glenn Ford (as the police captain). It really stinks up the place.
Thumbs down.
'Raw Nerve' is another one of those thrillers where mild-mannered ordinary joe starts having visions of murders, tries to convince the police that he can sense where their suspect is, and then winds up becoming a suspect himself.
In a small Texas(?) town, there is a killer on the loose. Seven murder in fourteen days and the cops haven't got a clue or a suspect. That brings us to Jimmy Clayton, a thirty-something guy who lives with his younger sister, Gina. Jimmy starts having these painful brief blackouts in which he sees brief moments of the murder which occured moments before, if not days before.
Brainiac that he is, he goes to the cops and tries to explain the visions for him, but they don't buy it for a minute, although they probably should've investigated at least something he said (that they didn't already know) because they didn't have any leads anyway. But, they give Jimmy the boot and basically tell him to stop wasting their time. Nobody listens to Jimmy.
Well, one person does. An eager investigator (Aka snooping reporter) who thinks Jimmy's story will make great headlines for the local paper. And Jimmy actually spills his guts about the flashbacks or whatever they are about the murder with the red shoe foot fetish, though he doesn't know he's talking to a reporter (because he's an idiot).
The murders are still happening, and it look like Jimmy's said his peace, but nothing is being done about it (and he doesn't seem bothered by it). So the omniscient, totally credible detective supposes Jimmy is the murderer and now the cops are after him unless he can prove his innocence. Actually, the captain just calls it a "hunch," a legal term for, we got nothing, so arrest that guy. Certain things in this dumb story just don't add up, including the good-but-soon-stupid twist at the end.
This might've been at least a half decent movie if the acting wasn't so bad, especially some late timed dialogue by reporter Gloria and do-gooder Jimmy in addition to the stonewall John Wayne School of Acting troupe, Jan Michael Vincent (as the primary detective) and Glenn Ford (as the police captain). It really stinks up the place.
Thumbs down.