Of the execrable Jaws: The Revenge, Michael Caine famously said: “I have never seen it, but by all accounts it is terrible. However, I have seen the house that it built and it is terrific.” One hopes that Morgan Freeman feels the same way about the new kitchen for which Momentum presumably paid. Nothing other than home improvements can explain his involvement in this cack-handed heist thriller. Freeman quite literally phones in his performance as the senator whose primary role is to ring up James Purefoy and ask whether the job has been done yet. Said “job” involves hunting down a group of jewel thieves and retrieving a memory stick that contains vital blah blah blah blah blah.
Purefoy has fun as the smarmily sadistic smoothie who terrorises small children for breakfast, but poor Olga Kurylenko does little more than punch and pout, even when her leg is being crushed in a vice. From the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers opening, through the Starsky & Hutch “gunfight in a warehouse” set-pieces, to the contractual-obligation shots of Kurylenko’s bum, this is utter pants.
