Yet another ultra-violent comedy/action film that is all action and zero wit. This falls into an increasingly tedious genre of video-gamish hails of bullets that exist to try out cool camera effects and come up with creative ways for bullets to bend and heads to explode. Clive Owen and Paul Giamatti act as if they're onto something devilshly clever, but it's a tired act with no new wrinkles, just mind-numbing explosions and ludicrous plot twists. Apologists for this sort of tripe always say "it's not trying to be Shakespeare, it's just a comic book." Well, it gives comic books with a brain a bad name. It even gives the comic book this is based on a bad name.