A young man James Reese, is an aid to the office of the US Ambassador in France but also has a minor role in the CIA. He must link up with Charlie Wax to catch up with a group of terrorist planning to attack the city.
The goatee-sporting, shaven-headed Travolta throws himself around with gusto, and the action is bruising and bloody, but to a viewer on this side of La Manche, the film's casually racist attitude to its non-white characters is shocking.
All bravado and it nearly works. But the flick's insistence on playing dumb, on shooting suspects before interrogating them and explaining anything, puts your brain on autopilot
