A covert counter-terrorist unit called Black Cell led by Gabriel Shear wants the money to help finance their war against international terrorism, but it's all locked away. Gabriel brings in convicted hacker Stanley Jobson to help him.
Armed men hijack a New York City subway train, holding the passengers hostage in return for a ransom, and turning an ordinary day's work for dispatcher Walter Garber into a face-off with the mastermind behind the crime.
James Reece is an ambitious aide to the U.S. Ambassador in Paris, doing little jobs for the CIA and hoping to get into black ops. On the night he and his girlfriend, Caroline, become engaged, he's told to pick up Charlie Wax at Orly. Charlie is an unorthodox government employee - large, bald and bearded, foul-mouthed and eccentric. Charlie immediately takes James on a wild ride of murder and mayhem, through ethnic enclaves. As bodies pile up, the purpose remains opaque to James. Caroline, unhappy that James has been out of touch for a day, tells him to bring Charlie for dinner. Charlie can be charming - where will it lead? Does the chess-playing James have what it takes? Written by
Charlie tells Reese that his one vice is a Royale with cheese. In the movie Pulp Fiction, John Travolta tells Samuel L. Jackson that in France, a Quarter Pounder is called a Royale with cheese. See more »
Near the beginning of the film, Reese and Caroline are taking their clothes off to prepare to make love. She pulls his shirt off his shoulders without unbuttoning it. See more »
Thank you, Cindy.
African Aid Summit prep meeting with the Foreign Minister tomorrow at noon, Summit Conference on Wednesday, G8 Undersecretary conference dinner on Thursday, and a reception for the Secretary of State Friday, sir.
Can't you see we have more urgent matters to consider, Reece?
[moves his queen]
Of course, sir.
[counter moves his queen]
Must you always be so methodical?
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Luc Besson, once an outstanding talent with works such as The Big Blue (1988), La Femme Nikita (1990) and Leon (1994) continues his decent into what can only be described as mediocre action trash.
From Paris With Love (2010) has his lazy finger-prints all over it. What is surprising is the film reeks of American hero worship and most particularly an orgiastic love of the cool and shiny handgun.
Love for another human means nothing. Love of the Gun means all. In fact the gun is a force of redemption. Its action can heal you.
The implausibility of the story, the excessive action and the super-hero antics all add up to a roller-coaster ride of nonsense.
These characters are not human. They heal super-fast whether from brutal beatings or gun-shot wounds. They dodge bullets by ducking behind a sofa or perform ballet while dispatching enemies that show no desire for self- preservation.
The respect I once had for Besson as a director, writer and producer has vanished.
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