I know what you mean. I had to force myself to watch the whole thing, hoping that they might actually do something. The best part was when the picture started to break up at the end.

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Could that have been "El Maestro de Esgrima" (The Fencing Master), 1992?

I read Arturo Perez-Reverte's novel, but I didn't know until I looked it up on IMdB just a minute ago that it had been made into a movie. Apparently made in Spain, complete with Spanish actors. That's hopeful (as opposed to the usual Hollywood treatment).

Thanks for the heads-up Mr. Last. I'll see what I can find out about it.

Don Firth (no lithp—er—lithp. . . .   Ptui! Lithp. Ah, hell! Forget it!)