Double Down (2005)

This is the worst Neil Breen film I've seen so far, which is saying something. And saying something is what Breen does in this film: it's mostly narrated - over-narrated - as he spends most of the film by himself fiddling with a bunch of laptops and satellite dishes, while living in his car and eating tuna out of cans in the middle of the desert Southwest. When there are other people in this vanity project, the dialogue is inane and the acting painful to behold. Breen plays some sort of super spy, a technological genius, a philanthropist guru who happens to be building bioterror weapons for reasons unexplained. The editing is so bad that the plot is impossible to follow, making one lulled into torpor until assaulted by something, like his inevitable naked shot. I found myself comparing this to the latter "Billy Jack" films, and not favorably - weird non-linear self-proclaimed guru nonsense.

I forgot to mention: there's a LOT of stock footage in this film.