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Nachdem sein Versuch, in einer momentan gesetzlosen Ex-Sowjetrepublik einen berüchtigten Waffen- und Drogenhändler auszuschalten, gründlich in die Hose ging, zieht sich Spezialagent Alexander vorgeblich aus dem aktiven Dienst zurück und tritt einen Posten an als Hausmeister und Handwerker in einem noblen Mietshaus in einer osteuropäischen Großstadt. Als finstere Gangster das Wohl einer auf seinem Stock wohnenden Kleinfamilie bedrohen, zeigt Alexander ihnen, was er gelernt hat. Prompt bekommt er es mit der ganzen Bande zu tun.
Avis de la communauté (3)
Like so many of his later movies, I have mixed feelings about this one. I wanted to like it - and at various points throughout the movie, it was somewhat interesting - but overall, well... Well overall it just sucked, like most of Seagal's later direct-to-video films do. The poor dude (and I say _poor_ relatively speaking because you can't really feel sympathy for an aging "action movie star" who allows their weight to just balloon out of control and refuses to kee themselves in at least some form of "fighting condition" while they're still trying to churn out martial arts/action movies) has just allowed himself to age terribly and seems to not even care anymore. (Actually, I think he stopped caring about 17 movies ago.) Although it's very simple, the premise of the movie was very "sellable", and could have been an interesting story. Unfortunately, it was just too bland in some places, too melodramatic in other places, and felt like they tried to stretch a 20-minute action story into an hour-and-a-half long feature film. The story was SO simple that it really didn't need to get stretched out like it did...and even after stretching it to an interminable length (my gosh, this was the longest 90-minute film I've ever sat through), there STILL was so little back story on so many of the characters. And honestly, what was with the Russian girl's "brother" who spoke perfect English...without even a HINT of an accent, while hers was still so strong? Every time the guy talked, my eye-rolling was almost audible. It was ridiculous. On the plus side, there were no "gangstas" involved in this story so we were spared the atrocity of Seagal trying to speak ghetto slanguage like he kickin' it wid da brahs, know'msay'nnnnnnnn? Ai yi yi... Okay, so I wound up giving this one a "meh" 5 rating because ... well... I don't know. It wasn't **awful** but it sure wasn't very good, either. The hardest of hardcore Steven Seagal fans may halfway enjoy this; everyone else would be well advised to stay away from it. Unlike a fine wine, Steven Seagal is NOT improving with age.
So according to Steven Seagal, he is a good man. Well Steven, I think the cast and crew you harassed on set, and the series of women you sexual assaulted would disagree with you. Also, why does Seagal sound like he's on his deathbed delivering his final words. He sounds out of breath when he's just sitting down. I mean, just look at him, a bloated salty mess.
Steven Seagal shoots and punches in this film shot in Eastern Europe with little means, ideas and quality. At least she's entertaining