Oh, Jackie Shanghai Noon apart, Hollywood hasnt really understood Jackie Chans appeal; not just his irrepressible charm, but the fact that he does his own, constantly innovative stunts.
So, naturally, first-time director Donovan completely wastes him here, using dodgy CG and ill-chosen camera angles to destroy Chans speed and technical ingenuity.
The premise is vaguely interesting Chan wears an Inspector Gadget-style tuxedo and Jackie, bless him, mugs and gurns his little heart out, but ultimately its not worth his time or your money.
Jason Isaacs, as a charming Bondian figure, takes the easy way out by succumbing to a coma one-third in (and still manages to be the best thing in the movie), while Jennifer Love Hewitts breasts waste their early potential with a shocking performance as a love interest Chan doesnt actually biff (in case it enrages his Asian fans).