It's third and long. Very long.

Rating: 7/10 (27 December 1999)

And Stone doesn't convert.
Stone is always good at writing and directing engaging drama. There's always a strong conflict of ideas in his films and this one is no exception.
However, he's going way over-board with his camera antics. I can understand the hand-held camera shots at the line of scrimmage, but he does the same with nearly every scene. C'mon, do we really need hand-held close ups of Pacino when he's having a simple conversation with Quaid. After a while you feel like pulling a Jamie Foxx and throwing up in the theater with all the motion sickness.
My other gripes about this film are petty and not worth mentioning. Overall, I felt like Stone settled for a field goal rather than going for the TD.