Well... the movie actually does start off nicely, almost promising us a Training Day calibre movie. LL Cool J may not be a classy actor, but he outdoes all other rapper competition with two hands tied behind his back. Add to that Dylan McDermott, Kevin Spacey, Morgan Freeman and John Heard giving in solid performances and we almost hit a home run. Even Justin Timberlake, albeit slightly uneven and partially unconvincing, doesn't take away from enjoying the movie.
I really liked most of the dialogues, which were nicely written and added a strong punch to interaction between characters.
But if so much is right how the hell did the director steer so far off course and got completely lost? The first half of the movie actually sets up a great bad cop movie, but then suddenly we are thrown into the tragic territory of BAD script. And when I mean BAD I really must stress the capital letters. I won't get into too much detail, but the actions of the heroes and the baddies suddenly become so absurd and illogical from a moron's perspective, that you can only gasp in awe at the stupidity of the ending.
The final shootout is just so out there in terms of common sense that it almost seems like someone forced it onto the poor director / scriptwriter David J. Burke. How can someone write such enticing dialogue and come up with such idiotic plot solutions? Dual personality disorder? Not even Spacey and Freeman can save this movie from being a qualified train-wreck.
I really liked most of the dialogues, which were nicely written and added a strong punch to interaction between characters.
But if so much is right how the hell did the director steer so far off course and got completely lost? The first half of the movie actually sets up a great bad cop movie, but then suddenly we are thrown into the tragic territory of BAD script. And when I mean BAD I really must stress the capital letters. I won't get into too much detail, but the actions of the heroes and the baddies suddenly become so absurd and illogical from a moron's perspective, that you can only gasp in awe at the stupidity of the ending.
The final shootout is just so out there in terms of common sense that it almost seems like someone forced it onto the poor director / scriptwriter David J. Burke. How can someone write such enticing dialogue and come up with such idiotic plot solutions? Dual personality disorder? Not even Spacey and Freeman can save this movie from being a qualified train-wreck.