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I love this movie so much

a film so unique, intoxicating and bizarre that it not only demands another viewing, but is also forgivable as a satirical comedy where the jokes eventually take the back seat.

It’s not bad or unwatchable but despite the amplitude of the spectacle, the end result is underwhelming.

The acting in this movie is really good.

Last evening I decided to play a bit of Russian roulette again watch one one Steven Seagal's direct to DVD movies that was given on W9. Again there was nothing else worth watching and I did think the last one that I watched, The Keeper, was too bad (for a direct to DVD by Steven Seagal that is) so I thought let's watch it.This was not one of the better movies that I have watched to say the least. The movie starts off with a series of rapid cuts from a fire-fight and it pretty much continues in that manner. The entire movie is cut in a very choppy manner which I personally am not too thrilled about. The plot is forgettable to say the least and the entire movie is just a copy-paste job of standard scenes and actions sequences from start to finish.The action scenes are not too bad and what makes the movie not be a total waste. Do not try to find any logic in people's actions though. There is none. When Seagal felt he wanted some tough talk then he plopped it in and so on. I guess he likes scantily clad ladies as well since the movie is liberally sprinkled with them. Too bad only the bad guys seems to have the hard hitting chicks working for them though.Someone said that this was a "guy movie" and I would say that is a correct statement. It is filled with elements that would appeal to the stereotype of some "beer belching" male person doing most of his thinking using the reptile parts of his brain. I do not mind action, though talk and scantily clad ladies in the movies but I do prefer when there is a script worth talking about to string everything together instead if just throwing them into a blender and serve the slop that comes out.Not a total waste of an evening but close.

There's an hour and whatever of my life wasted. Poor in every respect, I felt offended by this film for reasons I can't quite fathom. Maybe something to do with an American view of the world? I can't be sure. Maybe that is my main gripe - the idea that a country, even ex-eastern bloc, needs the yanks to show 'em how to 'do justice'; of course, there's no such thing as drug dealers or crime in the USA..... And the 'sex' scene!?!? A laugh out loud moment, tinged with guilt. It might as well have been inter- species. They probably made this film where they did 'cos the girls are pretty and easily paid. So, to summarise - red-neck, USA-hollering' sexist clap trap. He should be, at the very least, strongly discouraged from making any movies again.

Steven Seagal is sitting down in his favorite Romanian restaurant with his 19-year old blonde girl-friend; he is wearing his favorite turtle-neck and leather jacket combination for the occasion. When he is done ordering for him and her from a dodgy-looking waiter ("She's having what I'm having, because I'm totally awesome. - What I'm having? I don't know, what are you having?"), two even more dodgy-looking pony-tailed Albanians pop up, and certainly not to sell roses...So Steven tries to get up, falls over - almost into a fire - because for some reason unknown to the viewer, he suddenly seems to be wearing no less than FOUR TURTLENECK SWEATERS! So his stunt-double is trying to get up while Steve is fighting off two dodgy-looking Albanians and multiple turtlenecks. On top of that he's wearing a MASSIVE bullet-proof SHIELD that leaves room for about seven more turtlenecks and two more leather jackets! Just as everything gets get way too complicated on the eyes, ears and brain, the muscles take over and get the job done! Steven Seagal's hand muscles - in extreme close-up: supreme slapping by Steve! Every other Balkan-type is effortlessly brushed aside with a top-spin backhand.Steve pushes a few more - also some innocent looking staff - out of the window and takes his stone-faced trophy by the hand. "This is why I hate eating out," he groans as he walks out of the place.And he is so right. Putting on multiple turtlenecks, two or three leather jackets and a kevlar suit two times the size of Oprah Winfrey must be a hassle - let alone the fans that want a word, an autograph or a smack in the face ("Please, Steve - It would be an honor!"). Add that to the fact that it takes him about five minutes to get a bite of food down. Steve is practically unable to breathe during dinner and he has to rely on ancient eastern meditation techniques to stay alive!No - bothering the maestro during a meal is certainly not a good plan. Don't do it kids, stay in school! Don't do Steven Seagal. Well, not unless you're 18, or until you're 16. Or before you're totally awesome. Like the pony-tailed sushi-chef extra-ordinaire himself, the man whose hair has miraculously started to grow back since 1988, after a mystical experience at a Rick Astley concert. The man we have all learned to love, in spite and because of everything he is, was, and will be.If one time, the day comes that I am to meet him, I will not kneel and kiss his feet - no siree Bob! I will stay out of his way, because I'm afraid he will do something unexpected , like quote Shakespeare. And that would not be right. Because, not only is Steven Frederic Seagal an outstanding thespian in his own right and time and place in time and space, he's an excellent auteur as well. So there is absolutely no in him quoting a fellow playwright. Hah! Having said that and having said this and having said earlier that what I'm saying right now may or may not be entirely according to the truth as we know it , I rest my case.

This movie is the last Seagal movie I will ever see. I realized somewhere after coming out of my nap, 20 or 30 minutes into the movie that I have not seen a decent, entertaining Seagal movie since Under Siege. And I guess I never will. Seagal doesn't even do any real fight scenes any more. I am guessing his age is not a factor, no it's more likely the extra 90 pounds he's been carrying around for the last 10 years. Makes him a little sloppy looking, so all his fight scenes are confined to extreme closeups and edited more than a more minced than a modern seizure-inducing music video. It's sad really because the guy used to be kind of a poster child for how cool Aikido is. But now he goes around calling men bitches. I don't think O Sensei would be proud of that. I recommend that you avoid this movie. I also suggest you consider joining me in never wasting good sleep on a bad Seagal movie. And what's with this guy's phony southern accent? He fell in love with Louisana and now he talks like he wasn't born an raised in Michigan? Poser.