Starting with a car chase through the bustling market streets of southern France, a driver is killed and the police are quick to the scene. The body resembles that of Jean-Claude Van Damme, a twin no less, causing his French detective brother (Van Damme, again) to investigate. A trip to New York uncovers his brother’s ties with the Russian mafia and corrupt FBI agents, while a fling with girlfriend Henstridge adds a rather sexy edge. But this isn’t rocket science, and you get the impression it’s trying to be something that it’s not. A shame, really, because this was Ringo Lam’s Hollywood debut, and while it is a classy vehicle for the film’s star, it’s more of a routine thriller for the visionary director.

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