1600 is the address of the White House and, following Absolute Power, here's another US president up to his neck in murder.

Sadly, this is nowhere near as good as the Clint Eastwood film. Although that stepped beyond credibility towards the end, here the bounds of belief are left behind almost from the start.

Once again, though, the presidential palace proves to be a nest of conspirators.

A voluptuous blonde turns up dead in the White House loo only an hour after being bonked by the president's son in the Oval Office.

A cleaner is charged with the crime, apparently to cover up for the young stud. Detective Wesley Snipes sniffs something deeper going on, and enlists the help of curvy secret service agent Diane Lane before they both become targets for hit-men hired by whoever's behind it all.

Slow, in between action that's a cut below Hollywood's most dynamic.