Barry Levinson's overlong and embarrassingly pretentious adaptation of Michael Crichton's bestseller is one dull lump of pseudo-psychological sci-fi claptrap. A thousand feet below the surface of the Pacific Ocean lies the enormous hulk of a mysterious spacecraft. A
crack team of experts -- a biologist (Sharon Stone), a mathematician (Samuel L. Jackson), an astrophysicist (Liev Schreiber) and, just in case there's alien contact, a psychologist (Dustin Hoffman) -- is sent to investigate. Onboard is a special artifact from deep space: a huge, shimmering gold
sphere. Once the crew members come in contact with the giant space ball, they begin to experience strange phen...