Not even Vin Diesels bulging biceps and
deep, raspy voice can save this scattered
and incoherent movie mess by director F.
Gary Gray. The muscle-bound actor stars
as a cutthroat DEA agent in the narcotics
division who captures a Mexican drug
cartel after a seven-year manhunt and
now seeks vengeance for the brutal
murder of his trophy wife. Ironically, the
incarcerated kingpin later acts as
Hannibal Lecter to help Mr. Chisel Chest
in his cat-and-mouse chase that
constantly bounces around from one
location to another and quickly makes
viewers confused of where the film
started out in the first place. But thats a
moot point because the long, convoluted
road only leads to countless
contradictions, random and disjointed
scenes, a weak sidekick in cornrows and
a pretty boy with a record for jaywalking in
his precious blue suede shoes.