Review Date: August 26, 1999
Director: Hugh Johnson
Writer: Drew Gitlin, Mike Cheda
Producers: James G. Robinson
Cuba Gooding Jr.
It is unfathomable to me as to how actors Skeet Ulrich and Cuba Gooding Jr. got involved in this one-week-old-blue-cheese-smelling project. Did they actually think that it would boost their careers, or did they know that the script sucked, but discounted any fall from grace, knowing full well that the stack of cash in their back pockets would pad their fall? Most probably the latter. Have you seen either FLED or BULLETPROOF? Well, despite the slight differences in plot, the essentials are basically the same here. You get a black guy and a white guy being chased by a bunch of people, having no choice but to work together to get somewhere, hating each other at first, but over time, learning to respect one another as individuals. Yawn. Add to that, the fact that our film actually has bad guys who are all dressed in black, drive black cars and black vans, and run around with all kinds of telecommunicative devices sprinkled around their head. Not too conspicuous, eh? Call me a party-pooper, but as much as I like a nice cheezy movie as much as the next guy, this film just doesn't even try to do anything original or reasonably entertaining. One cool scene with a boat careening down a mountainside, and another with a nuclear device obliterating everything on an island, do not a fun, buddy-action flick make. Show Cuba the money, everybody! :)