Honestly, if there are any two actors in Hollywood that could salvage a script, it’s Mark Wahlberg and Russell Crowe. Between Wahlberg’s appeal and Crowe’s talent, I think I could watch them watch paint dry. Then add a supporting cast that reads like the seating chart at the Golden Globes, how can you go wrong? How, how can you go wrong? Somehow they managed.
New York’s Mayor Hostetler (Crowe) runs his city like a well-oiled machine. When he suspects his wife of cheating—or rather, we think he suspects his wife of cheating—he hires disgraced cop-turned-private-detective Billy Taggart (Wahlberg) to follow her. Oh by the way, none of this requires a spoiler alert; it’s all about as subtle as a train wreck. I’m sure you won’t be shocked to hear that Billy stumbles upon more than a mere infidelity, as things are not as they seem.
Unfortunately, things are exactly as they seem. The dialogue is ham-handed and the plot twists are painfully obvious. It’s not a terrible movie; it’s just a massive disappointment considering the talent and the potential. All in all, it’s just an above-average thriller. Think The Usual Suspects or L.A. Confidential, just much, much worse.
It’s a 6.