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Bad news: Al Pacino's serial-killer thriller 88 Minutes loiters around for 19 minutes longer than the title suggests.

Worse news: It feels like 188 minutes.

Pacino plays Jack Gramm, a forensic psychiatry professor in Seattle whose testimony helped put Jon Forster (Neal McDonough) on death row for the torture slaying of a young woman 10 years earlier.

With Forster's execution hours away, a string of murders carried out in exactly the same way confounds Gramm and his FBI colleagues.

Is it a copycat killer? Is it Forster pulling an associate's strings from prison? Is it, as the evidence gradually suggests, Gramm himself?

We already don't care by the time Gramm starts getting calls on his cell phone from a disguised voice telling him he got the wrong man and he's going to die in 88 minutes.