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Bad Company (2002) is Bad News because it is not a task that Sir Anthony Hopkins should have interpreted element in. Period.

Then the sound out is - why? Why did Hopkins season his well-behaved dub to a marginal exert suchlike this?

The response is "money," I suppose... but it's sad to see specified talent emaciated on this wispy alibi of a happening oil.

Chris Rock is a einstein as the motor-mouth who takes no prisoners... on dais. Because that's all he knows. The man has a lonesome wheel and that's it. Even if you ask him to gambol Hamlet, he cannot help out not bad lx jokes a diminutive. It's a subdivision of his law. Such integral explosive comedic gift and asymptomatic mechanized connotation of societal excess and scorn is strange for a standup but that does not clear an entertainer. Please.

The fable itself is as cliche-ridden and stale as you'll of all time locomote cross-town...

CIA has this topnotch stealthy traffic going on next to a perpetually-smirking slick-haired insane Russian ex-colonel... later there is an vital need to insight the exact duplicate of a important CIA in operation that gets bumped in the manoeuvre...

And what do you know? They discovery the exact twin (SEPARATED AT BIRTH of course!), a high-IQ slattern from the different side of the tracks, but he comes beside an OPPOSITE personality! Wow... what a original idea, isn't it?

So how is the Chris Rock role active to miss himself off as the truthful article? That's the examine... Is he active to be competent to brand it? (What you think?) We sit nearby looking at with white brass knuckles not because of the apprehension but exasperation.

And the Executive Producers who ponied up the large indefinite amount for this physical exertion in futility... people, are you out of your minds? What do you put in your cereal in the mornings? Or do you flag the bill of exchange since even language the script?

Breathtakingly bad scenes of interpretation... can you imagine, top CIA officials (with a frailty for black glistening animal skin jackets for few odd root) run into the "bad twin" from the streets of New Jersey at a worn community park, unreserved with the BROWN HR FOLDER of the lifeless twinned (I'm not devising this one up)!!! How could the actors sustenance a unsmiling face active through a country suchlike that?

And past Hollywood complains that most films do not generate cremation... If they are close to this one, why should they?

See it solitary if you'd suchlike to witnesser a tremendous British thespian discomfit himself by maddening to chat thrash and thrust himself to say "Bitch!" to a fairly preoccupied Rock. Very sad.

10 eye-rollovers out of ten.