James, James, Oh James! The blue list man, with no upper limit of his kill capacity! You've got your pseudo eastern European accents, Russian, but not too Russian, there is eye candy for both sexes, bulging biceps and skimpy outfits. General this and madam president that, a token effort to feminism. Democracy must win the day and the strong female leader will win the day, even if she barely survived a bomb.. Despite the hotel filled with high profile business people, the General and his team only kill one little blonde, poor thing. The good guy can dodge bullets without any gear, stare down the bad guys and shoot them. Almost like an old fashioned cowboys and Indians. There are many times in the movie where nothing is happening and the only way to keep interest is through a rushing sound track. If you turned off the sound, you'd be bored out of your mind. This is about as bad a movie as I've seen recently. Skim through it if you must waste your time.
Review of Kill Ratio
