The video-game adventuress, back in action. Here she is, punching a computer-generated shark on the snout and hitching a ride on its dorsal fin; and here, sliding in slow-motion down the face of a cliff on a rope, upside down, while picking off would-be assassins all around her with her handgun; and here, doing the contemporary action hero's de rigueur sideways dive, also in slow-motion, while firing two guns simultaneously; and here, pole-vaulting from a rooftop to a chopper's undercarriage, with a stick of bamboo, and affixing a magnetic tracking device from her handy wristband toolkit. She, or the film, makes Indiana Jones look like Lord Jim. In searching for a point of interest -- somewhere, anywhere, throughout the quest for the real, not the mythological, Pandora's Box -- one can hardly do better than to focus one's fascination on the noisiness of the nose-breathing of the roguishly romantic male lead, Gerard Butler (Wes Craven's Dracula). No interpretation of a stud has ever been more literally equine. With Ciarán Hinds, Noah Taylor, Djimon Hounsou; directed by Jan De Bont. (2003) — Duncan Shepherd
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