This movie reminded me of a cross between Thunderheart, Armageddon, The Runaways, and at times, The Never Ending Story, but done as a comedy. Contrary to my expectations, neither Robert Wagner nor Paul Reiser were in this film (not even cameos), which was the straw that broke the camel's back for me. I also feel like Russell's character would have benefited from a zany sidekick, similar to Tom Arnold's character in True Lies. If the female protagonist's profession was cattle rancher, I certainly wasn't feeling it. In fact, this movie took place in a city of all places. I could really see this movie taking off as a musical, especially if the lead antagonist role could go to someone a little more authentic, like Tom Bergeron or Greg Kinnear, or William Devane. One pro about this film though is that it wasn't the typical Pierce Brosnan movie, where he plays a grizzled diesel mechanic down on his luck after a failed career in hip hop, struggling to navigate a broken legal system while fighting for the custody of his son-in-law, all the while, battling a wine cooler addiction and suppressing his love for hopscotch, only to emerge as a gay, award-winning pastry chef and US ambassador to Kazakstan. You know the story.