I am watching this movie thinking great start some intrigue we have a mayor under pressure and he gets whacked. Suddenly the body counts start racking up as fast as in Hot Shots part deux.
The characters are 1 dimensional, you never really care for them, Agent Driver is meant to be the hottie who loves kicking butt and taking names, how she goes to being vulnerable and a cheerleader of archer to being assigned a case by Brazilian CIA is well mind boggling, Archer is a broody detective, with a love for a hooker and you never really get to understand his drive, his mother is in bed apparently terribly sick yet looking more glamorous than the female lead.
Nothing ties together, the two agents have no real chemistry so how they end up hooking up is beyond me, the Illuminati angle is a stretch at best as suddenly the protagonist loses his grapefruits and looks pathetic at the end as he is finished on a cheap cars windscreen, all you keep thinking is get out of the way that car is not quick enough! He could have lit a cigarette got half way through and still seen the car coming. So you never empathize with him or care. Archer mysteriously disappears with just an email seeing he's out and the shoot out at the end comes from no where and by a coastline.
From my review you're probably thinking is not coherent well my friends that is because the film isn't. This film was made by a director clearly who has some sanity and knowledge of how to tell a story, but comes across as susceptible to cocaine psychosis with delusions of epic grandeur! Couple of hours of my life i will never get back watch Max Payne instead!