Once again a studio gives money to an edgy young actor and he brings back a mess. Apparently Kiefer Sutherland’s one great ambition was to make a Tarantino-style ultra-violent caper movie, and that’s just what he did. The story is dull and the script is stiff and clumsy, reminiscent of one act plays written by college boys who think they’re smart. All this stinker needed to be a perfect example to sub-genre crap was Vincent Gallo. Oh no wait, he was in it. Never mind. Wish I’d skipped it
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