Informers is a film that follows interweaving characters who are all connected by a very thin premise – they are all going to the same concert. Set in the 1980’s, There are a plethora of characters, all of which are boring and have nothing of importance to say.
Billy Bob Thornton plays William; a man who wants both his wife (Kim Bassinger) and his mistress (Winona Ryder) but neither will share. Mickey Rourke plays a useless character that doesn’t get enough time to be effective. Chris Isaak is a creepy father who tries to steal away his son’s new lady on their Hawaiian vacation. All of the aforementioned characters problems are there, and are generally legitimate, however all of the personality traits and quirks these people possess don’t even leave you rooting for them to overcome their issues: you just don’t care.
The majority of the screen time goes for Jon Foster, who no longer wants his girlfriend (Amber Heard) to have sex with the man he is having sex with (Austin Nichols). His internal debate just seems to be immaterial and selfish since he’s asking his woman to be faithful when he cannot be. Amber Heard is wasted in the movie as his girlfriend, who barely has any speaking roles. Her entire existence in the movie is to have sex and be nude in every single scene she is in. I actually found myself shocked in a scene when I saw her wearing clothing.
Informers is a jumbled up, boring mess that loses you every second of the way. There are too many characters with too many problems to even know who is who or to care about anyone. The gratuitous nudity was bothersome, even as a straight male. Unfortunately for director Gregor Jordan, the nudity was the only interesting scene in this 90-minute waste of time. Foster’s character states in a car during the film “I need someone to tell me what is good and what is bad.” Well, Mr. Foster, this film is bad.