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"Wrong Is Right" grunts under the weight of a big question it's too dumb to answer: Who's in charge here -- the USA, the CIA, the PLO, or ABC?

Anyhow, it all ends up as moralistic gobbledygook spouted by Sean Connery as super-reporter Patrick Hale, a kind of journalistic Robin Hood who stops World War III by taking from Arab terrorists and giving to his network. A combination James Bond and Barbara Walters, he goes on assignment in the Middle East, his Minicam on his shoulder and his sincerity in his mike.

Hale, the world's top-rated broadcaster, meets roving reporter Sally Blake while on his way to meet close friend and source King Awad, whom Allah has told to fire off two A-bombs. Katharine Ross, who emerged from seclusion to play Blake -- really an undercover agent for the CIA -- should be encouraged to reconsider retirement after this performance. Fortunately, Blake is blown away early on.

Her explosion is but one of many in the film, which features -- though not in any spectacular, disgusting, or graphic fashion -- human smithereens. Arab terrorists, plastique surgically implanted under their skin, trigger themselves at media events. As the tomboy terrorist Erika (Cherie Michan) puts it: "If it doesn't happen on television, it doesn't mean anything."

In "Wrong's" world, the only capable people work for TV or the CIA, with top honors going to Hale. President Lockwood (George Grizzard) and General Wombat (Robert Conrad) are pawns of the Agency and the Harris polls. But Hale, the crusader, says damn the Nielsens and decides to save Earth even if it makes him Number Two.

As usual in nuke noir, New York City is the target of choice. That's upwards of 13 million smithereens. Yet the tension of "Failsafe" is absent, along with the malice of "Strangelove." There's no sweat dripping, no gripping close-ups, just a cardboard model of the Big Apple which is exploded in the war room. Very silly stuff, but Lockwood is persuaded to act when Toytown melts down. And that's not even counting Jersey.

It feels like Blake Edwards was in charge here, but Richard Brooks ("Looking for Mr. Goodbar") directed, produced and wrote for the screen. The one-dimensional characters, the foggy, fakey exteriors of Washington, the incompetent special effects make "Wrong Is Right" not the Big Bang, but a simper. WRONG IS RIGHT -- At the AMC Carrollton, AMC Skyline, Aspen Hill, Dupont Circle, Laurel Cinema, Loehmann's Plaza, NTI Tysons Center, NTI White Flint, Roth's Montgomery, Springfield Cinema.