Be it as it may, I’ve always liked Bruce Willis because he seemed to do Bruce Willis movies just to fund his forays into more interesting fare. Unfortunately, this time around he’s doing a Michael Douglas movie. Halle Berry spirals deeper into the post-Oscar vortex as a reporter who quits her job to go undercover as a temp to nail the cretin who murdered an old friend (sometimes I don’t even need to think about it when I write a synopsis for these things). In a thriller, all sorts of nasty surprises and revelations would ensue. Here, the only surprise is they didn’t just cast some unknowns and go straight-to-DVD with the wretched vehicle. The only reason I can think of why Douglas didn’t do this one is that he figured his time would be better spent shagging Catherine Zeta-Jones.