Shepard revs up some sweet rides, many from his own car collection, but he and co-director David Palmer don't have the capabilities to create compelling chase sequences. He and his real-life leading lady use their apparent chemistry to deliver some sharply crafted banter, but other jokes are so poorly penned they fall flat. The filmmaker also depends too much on raunchy sight gags (like a hotel roomful of naked geriatric swingers) and slapstick nonsense (pretty much every moment Arnold spends on-screen, for instance) to fuel the comedy.
Ultimately, Shepard tries to spin “Hit & Run” in too many directions and simply runs out of gas before getting much of anywhere.
Bonus material: A dozen deleted scenes and three brief featurettes.
— Brandy McDonnell