Even if you don’t expect much, you get less. Nothing works here apart from the feeling that it is a cliche upon cliche. The dialogues are painfully predictable. There is everything you need in this type of movie: a Russian bad guy, a cheerful sidekick, a badass girl, a Clive Owen as an ultimate evil guy, an airplane, a basement, death of a good friend, a crazy chase. Maybe it lacks a dog and that is the reason why nothing works here. Dogs are cute.