Bad Company


Coming off as a horrible, mutated cross-breed of James Bond and My Fair Lady - no, really, - Jerry Bruckheimer's latest resembles the sort of 'production' that's normally associated with toilets. Chris Rock sleep-gawks through his role as a cocky street hustler recruited into the CIA by Anthony Hopkins' crusty old veteran to complete his dead twin brother's mission. It's the sort of lazy pitch that's dreamt up by committee, the ultra-slim concept padded out by a hearty delve into the cliché bag - boring villains, sexy girl, bomb in a suitcase... It's hard to believe Joel Schumacher chose to make this just as he was clawing back some dignity. As for Hopkins, it's easy to see why he got so excited about his role. That would be the pay cheque.

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