What a freaking movie. So many twists and turns. Absolutely intense from start to finish.

if their story seems completely bonkers, almost like a feverish work of fiction, you ain't heard nothing yet.

Let me be very fair here, this is not the best movie in my opinion. But, this movie is fun, it has purpose and is very enjoyable to watch.

The movie turns out to be a little better than the average. Starting from a romantic formula often seen in the cinema, it ends in the most predictable (and somewhat bland) way.

I missed the first 30 minutes, but after watching the remainder I feel this was actually a benefit.The plot of the movie is that Neo-Nazis (big smile) are plotting to take over the world, starting with the UK and then the USA. It is up to the MI6 and CIA to stop them.As with the other review, the only decent actor in this turkey was Virginia Madsen. This is the sole reason I gave it a 2 vs. a 1.*RANDOM Spoilers* *Funny Stuff* Was this really supposed to be 1997? I had a personal computer then, and it was better than the ones used by MI6 / the CIA. The Neo-Nazis are able to use sophisticated mind control on people with headsets and virtual reality type goggles, but the computers look like first generation PCs.The CIA mole is followed and makes a phone booth call to the bad guys. In order to prevent the call form being "traced", he rips out the handset cord. I suppose back in "1997" the UK phone company didn't keep any records like they did in the US.Blond Virginia Madsen is in the hospital. The room is being guarded by a guard in the hallway. A brunette nurse wheels a cart to the door and the guard looks at her and opens the door to let her in. Virginia needs to get out of the hospital, so she overpowers the nurse and switches clothing, then wheels the cart out. The guard is somehow looking away, even though this is the only activity in the hallway and he is like 3 feet away.The firearm shooting sequences in this film were hilarious. The brother is jumping off the bridge & the bad guy hits him with a handgun WHILE HE IS FALLING from like 200 yards away. Yet this same bad guy can't hit people with the same handgun when they are less than 25 yards away.I was laughing out loud at the end of the movie. The "hero" guy puts out like a dozen pistol rounds at a guy on a tower with a scoped rifle (who was a good enough shot to hit a guy several hundred yards away, yet also a poor shot since he can't hit the hero with either the rifle or later his pistol). The "sniper" after being shot by the hero falls off the tower yet has enough energy left to let out a scream. Too bad he couldn't have used that energy to hold onto the tower. Then again, if I was in his place, this is what I would have done to be sure I was not in any sequel.The same hero tells the helicopter pilot to let him out 1/4 mile away from the bad guy hideout (castle). I thought at this point, this guy is no James Bond. Of course the outside guards at the castle never hear the helo. There are 3 minutes left until the bombs go off. In this 3 minutes, the hero covers the partially wooded 1/4 mile and one shot/one kills several guards (hey, the practice with the tower sniper must have paid off!).In the bad guy HQ, the doctor is holding the bomb triggering device. The hero enters holding a guard as a hostage and manages to order most of the bad guy support force out of the room. Instead of SHOOTING THE DOCTOR and/or the main bad guy (then again, odds are he would have missed anyway), he manages to screw up and a fistfight breaks out between him and the main bad guy. Of course, the bad guys actually set off two bombs before the good guys figure out they need to shoot the trigger device and/or the bad guys.BTW, speaking of writers/advisors, I heard Larry Flynt advised Slick Willie.

Robert Ludlum is a guilty pleasure, discovered in airline terminals, nourished during long flights or bus trips. A real pot-boiler, spiced with ghastly scenes of blood and passionate romance. What a disappointment this movie is. Yes, there is Virginia Madsen, who is fully capable of rising to the stature of a Ludlum heroine, but she is given little to do. How odd that a worse writer, like Clancy (who can neither write nor think, and therefore is advising the Bush White House), has gotten much better treatment from the Hollywood gods. This is an incomprehensible, but predictable, muddle.