I was never a true fan of Jackie Chan fare, but his movies are a lot of fun to watch and his stunts that are performed in his movies are truly ingenious. Unfortunately, Chan has managed reached his saturation point with this lame and contrived film. Chan goes completely ordinary, looking like he's playing for the masses rather than giving a heartfelt creation, and stars as a truly creepy and annoying character. We open with him attempting to ask a sexy art dealer on a date and ultimately screws it up. I found it hard to believe that an art dealer would go out with a creepy stuttering taxi driver, so I wasn't surprised when she rejected him like a bad habit. Then there's this obligatory fight scene in which a biker from the city manages to become a fighter, chasing Chan's character around his taxi as he skillfully dodges his attacks.

This scene left me yawning so loud it ruptured my stereo speakers. Chan seems often bored and detached from this film, never giving the charisma he displays in his movies. It daunted upon me that he might be aging or running out of ideas as he starts using wires to help with most of his stunts. Once again, a mighty yawn could be heard across the land, as most of the wire coordinated fight scenes were incredibly contrived and barely original. You watch and know you've seen it all before, and I think Chan knew it as well. The entire film's farfetched nature continues throughout the film introducing a truly lame and annoying character Del Blaine played by Jennifer Love Hewitt who attempts to nerd herself up in scientist get-up, which I found hard to buy.

She and Chan have zero chemistry, and it doesn't help that she is completely unlikable throughout the film, whining and moaning at every tragedy that happens around her. Ever notice that there's never scientists who look like her in real life? Ah, the illusion of Hollywood. There's many unnecessary and cringe inducing aspects to this movie including a ridiculous scene in which Chan's super-suit accidentally takes out James Brown at a concert, so instead of canceling the concert, the directors give us this inane and ridiculous sequence in which Chan performs as Brown, and the crowd oddly accepts it.

Sure, forget paying money to see the godfather of soul, but hey... why don't we stay and watch this short Asian man dressed in a crappy suit sing instead? There's also a completely stupid scene in which Chan attempts to woo the evil geniuses dolt wife as she chases him around a hotel room. The movie manages to defy logic as well as disgust, giving some complete lapses in pure plausibility. The whole theory behind the bugs in the water is like something out of a science fiction movie, and the underwater lair is lame. Also, how does the super-suit know to light matches whenever a cigarette is whipped out by one of the characters? Can you imagine the scientists pondering upon this device? "Well, it can crawl up walls, suspend in mid-air, and flip... why don't we give it an automatic lighter while we're at it?" There's also the cringe inducing finale that had me screaming at the screen at it's utter stupidity.

What an embarrassing and contrived film this is. Chan often looks as tired as the script, and as bored as the viewing audience. We feel his pain.