The first half of the movie succeeds totally as a taut thriller. It unravels suddenly, leaving a hot mess of questions, plot problems and an unsatisfying and odd ending.
Perry begins as a strong, charming and believable Cross, but after the character's miscalculation, his actions are mechanical and shallow.
Fox's villain is wonderfully vicious with his first few victims. He is meticulous, his plans diabolical. Suddenly, all his fastidiousness goes out the window and he turns into a plain street thug.
Burns manages to escape most problems, sticking with his snarky line delivery and a one-dimensional character.
Also disappointing was the main fight scene between Cross and Picasso. The use of a hand-held camera made the action hard to follow and the sudden switch to a steadicam was jarring, though the fight became much easier to watch.
The only successes were the sets. They were a good mix of a rundown-Rust Belt town and the new, sleekly modern Detroit.
I wanted to like this movie, but I cannot. Sorry, Tyler Perry, either someone needs to give you another chance, or you need to stay in Atlanta.
— Sandi Davis
Starring: Tyler Perry, Edward Burns, Matthew Fox, Rachel Nichols, Cicely Tyson, Jean Reno. (Violence including disturbing images, sexual content, language, drug references, and nudity.)