Promised to help his friend to have her son, Mike Lassister, who is accused of murdering his father, free, Richard Ramsay, a young intelligent courageous and smart lawyer, does his best and follows each small detail that can help him achieving his goal, but once, incidents come to climax, after Jennel, his friend has searched and investigated in the matter.
Keanu Reeves effectively anchors The Whole Truth, but a capable cast can only do so much to keep the lingering mystery afloat before logic weighs it down.
The film's bleached colors and Reeves' trademark woodenness add to its emotional remoteness, though Basso, Zellweger and Belushi create a convincing family in crisis.
Some interesting work (particularly from Renee Zellweger and James Belushi) is marred by some lazy narrative devices, specifically the constant voice-over narration.
Trundling along on the drone of Ramsay's pseudo-hardboiled voice-over, "The Whole Truth" plays like an especially claustrophobic courtroom procedural, drably photographed and generically framed.
The film's closing minutes offer some parting pieces of information that upend some previously laid assumptions, but it's a grafted-on coda rather than a well-choreographed gut punch.
