Cancer-stricken hitwoman Helen Mirren has a crisis of conscience when her latest target turns out to be (unconvincingly) pregnant. Unfortunately this preposterous pulp TV movie with added T, A and even a P (care of Stephen Dorff) is more a case of kill me now than Kill Bill. Belatedly released off the back of Her Madge’s Oscar win, despite the respectable leads, this po-faced schlock is notable chiefly for Cuba Gooding Jr – as Mirren’s stepson/lover – repeatedly showing us the money. Or at least his ass. You can practically hear the sound of agents getting fired.
