Great movie! If you want to be entertained and have a few good laughs, see this movie. The music is also very good,

There is, somehow, an interesting story here, as well as some good acting. There are also some good scenes

The acting in this movie is really good.

One of the worst ways to make a cult movie is to set out to make a cult movie.

Sometimes when diving through the DVD bargain bin, you can find a gem of a movie. Other times you can find movies that while they are not great, are all the same good enough to be worth the small cost you have to pay. "I Witness" is one example of the latter. It seems to have been a labor of love for all concerned, given the obvious low budget. Actually, the small budget does not really hurt the movie, since the majority of the movie takes place in run down Mexican locations; without a big budget to spruce things up, you can really feel the poverty and the breeding place for crime and corruption. The cast does a pretty good job, especially James Spader, who really shines despite having a somewhat limited part. Jeff Daniels is also good, though his character seems at times to be somewhat naive for someone who has made a career going to various hot spots around the globe looking for human rights violations. If there is any other flaw with the script, it's that the story unfolds at a somewhat slow pace (though the movie never gets boring.) It's a good movie that's worth seeing. One warning, though: If you are thinking of travelling to Mexico for any purpose, by the end of the movie you'll probably be cancelling your plans.

Actually, this is a pretty good film with a stupid title. "I Witness." I'm exhausted by the plethora of dumb movies that misspell words or substitute numbers for letters in the title. "Se7en" was well above average for the serial murder genre -- but whoever dreamed up such a sleazy title? Who were they aiming for? Teen agers of the sort that believe the chief language of Latin America is Latin? Anyway, Jeff Daniels, always a passive actor, is an idealistic human rights worker who is sent to Tijuana to look into the mass murder of a couple of dozen poor workers who were buried in a cave. James Spader, in a strictly secondary role, and his girl friend, Portia DeRossi, are on a similar mission but they work for the American corporation on whose property the murders took place.There is an honest Mexican cop on the job too, Clifton Collins, Jr., whose help is only reluctantly offered at first. After some initially edgy encounters, Daniels and Collins more or less become colleagues and Collins begins to fill Daniels in on how things work around here. There is the bad Mexican cop too, Jordi Caballero. He doesn't conform to Latino stereotype number one -- short, fat, and greasy. He conforms to Latino stereotype number two -- tall, elegant, style haired, and greasy.The plot gets a bit complicated and I don't think I want to push the reveals too far. Let's just say that this film doesn't use the current controversy concerning illegal immigration and drug smuggling as an opportunity to smear the country as a whole.In fact, the instigators of the crimes turn out to be less exotic than that. It's no more insulting to Latinos than it is to gringos. The treatment of the problem resembles that which we witnessed in "Traffic," which is a better movie all around."I Witness" is more traditional than "Traffic." There was a central social problem addressed in "Traffic," namely hard drugs. There was no mystery about it. It was the problem that wove all the narrative threads together. Here, the problem is a mystery to be solved, giving the movie a more traditional, who-dunnit cast. Everything about this effort is more familiar. The man on his deathbed, expiring from the same chemical agent to which he's exposed others, confessing to his priest to clear his soul and his conscience. The hoodlums and cholos holding their pistols sideways even in the midst of a fire fight. I mean, who permits such egregious crap to stay in the film? The director, I guess.In the end, the bad guys are all rounded up and carted off, at the expense of a couple of valuable lives. Very emotionally satisfying but I'll bet that in real life the bad guys would have been replace by other bad guys and that the bad guys are in charge as we ponder the problems raised by corruption and greed, in both international business and international politics.If I've been a little harsh on the movie it's because it barely missed an opportunity to be very good indeed, torpedoed by slack direction and a slightly pandering and raggedy script. But, as it is, it's still a notch above most of the abject basura that has shown up on our screens lately.

I cried a lot and more at the ending. It takes one to know one. Anyone who commented the film is not as exciting or thrilling enough has no idea about the reality at all. I am not Mexican nor am I a "professional" human rights activist. I identify with most characters on my journey and in my quest for the truths. I'm an American who was born Deaf exposed to an unknown racism called AUDISM. I come from high class society. Being a Deaf female of a high society where AUDISM practices within the Legal System is rampant, it is equivalent to the Badlands of the untamed Wild West under the disguise of elegance, etiquette and complete control. The surface looks so peaceful and idyllic. What makes Audism so deadly is no one except Deaf People knows about Audism and its' state of totalitarianism for the Deaf. People are accustomed to mass of people living in a state of totalitarianism, they are not conditioned to accept a state of totalitarianism also imprisons one lone solitary person. Deaf Americans faces same dangers and fear for their lives/ Rights/Freedom due to their stereotyped status of deafness, no different from people of 3rd world countries."I Witness" is very true. It's all about the money. It exists in free countries like U.S.A., not just in 3rd world countries.

First of all, one of the problems with a largely peer-generated site like IMDb that apparently lacks ANY consistent or reasonable oversight along the lines of what Wikipedia does is that some non-native English speaker blow-hard with unlimited time on his hands is allowed to post nearly HALF of the plot summaries on IMDb, more often than not getting key details WRONG, most likely because 1)he lacks the linguistic and cultural proficiency to understand what's going on in the movie, and 2)he's either a large group of beer buddies accessing the site under a single name, OR he's fast-forwarding through these films so he can write about 25 movie summaries per day. Either way, it greatly cheapens IMDb.I WITNESS is a case in point. This individual, and the other over-raters who have commented previously here are like those who would vote for a president just because the candidate shares their skin color (and the U.S. is the ONLY non-African democracy in world history to elect a leader of historical African descent). I WITNESS is an action\thriller where the action is gratuitous and mostly off-screen, and the supposed "thrills" are too lame and predicable to really qualify as such. Perhaps the biggest problem occurs in the dual openings, as the second prologue is TOTALLY ILLOGICAL and serves only to clutter, muddle, and dilute any quality, verisimilitude, or suspense to which the filmmakers may have aspired. After dumping drums of toxic waste in a deserted Mexican creek, Tijuana factory manager Roy Logan (Wade Andrew Williams) and his implausible newly-hired "moonlighting" drug cartel hit-man Bolo (Ricardo Alvarez) would have had NO reason to wait around and see if any slumming San Diego BMX riders would show up to wrestle in their toxic plume. And even if they DID see distant by-standers being contaminated by a substance that took HOURS to produce symptoms, they would have high-tailed it out of there and NOT gunned down obviously up-scale American teen boys (their SUREST way of attracting unwanted attention) when the boys NEVER would have been able to connect their possible future injury to the polluting pair. This ill-thought sub-plot (and the presence of a searching father--Mr. Carter (Mark Carlton)--portrayed by a bozo who has less acting ability than a jumping bean) is not only unnecessary, but it serves merely to pad a movie that feels like rejected made-for-TV fare. No wonder it took the distributor FOUR YEARS after its DVD release to bamboozle the major U.S. video providers into offering I WITNESS, in a crass attempt to capitalize on 2007's "open borders" hysteria.