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I might have enjoyed this movie far more if I could have understood the dialogue. Every actor except ONE in this movie mumbled their lines so badly that I had to keep rewinding to catch what was being said.

The one actor who DID enunciate properly was Jürgen Prochnow. Unfortunately, we don't see him until halfway through the movie. And of course, as usual, his character ends up dead.

I had to chuckle over the scene where Assante's character is re-forming his old team, and he's in Romania, looking up one of his old cohorts. The man is English (or possibly Australian or Kiwi, I couldn't quite nail the accent), and he speaks German to a Romanian circus girl. That baffled me, but oh well.

Despite bad scripting, Prochnow delivers his usual top-notch performance, but it couldn't make up for the fact that this just isn't a very good movie.

The dialogue, what I could understand of it, was stilted. The characters were not believable as covert CIA and MI6 operatives -- they did too much out in the open, without cover, and were not very observant of what was going on around them. The ending was anti-climactic and disappointing. And I think the director has something against women, since all but one of them gets killed (and the one who lives DOES get shot).