|Writers:||Don Jakoby and Paul Mones|
|Director of Photography:||Peter Pau|
|Production Designer:||Marek Dobrowolski|
|Columbia; R; 90 minutes|
|Cast:||Jean-Claude Van Damme, Dennis Rodman and Mickey Rourke|
Van Damme, Rodman and Rourke do not conjure thoughts of Olivier, Gielgud and Richardson. Rarely have three more verbally challenged actors been asked to carry a film. But then again, the plot is so light that it doesn't matter that most of the exchanges are barely intelligible. The real attractions here are car crashes, gunplay and explosions that speak in a language we all understand. Quinn (Van Damme), a retired spy guy, goes back to work to haul in the evil Stavros (Rourke). The first skirmish results in the accidental death of Stavros's son. The rest of the movie charts Quinn's effort to prevent Stavros from returning the favor. Rodman plays an arms dealer, Yaz, but oddly has no screen presence. We've seen the tattoos and piercings before, and that's all he brings to the table. Throw in a flat speaking voice and an endless supply of bad sports puns and Yaz is a cinematic disaster. Oh, well. Laurence Olivier was probably a lousy rebounder.