Just so-so (yawn). What began with a reasonably interesting premise turns into a cliché of a cliché of a cliché. What passes for style is simply a mirage for no imagination and cut-and-paste scripting. The Russian sociopath mobster boogie-man? Can't we do better than that already? Shifting from Europe to Miami may be photogenic but was completely unnecessary. The shootout near the end reminded me of several other interchangeable shootouts, at one point I had to ask myself what movie I was watching because I'd seen nearly the same staging somewhere else. The only surprise to me, the uninformed, was Emma Rigby, who is a knockout with her hair down. I hope she matures into an interesting entertainer.
