An action flick which presents itself as progessive by having a female-centric cast. It then shoots itself in the foot, or perhaps the brain, by making every 'woman' nothing more than a vague excuse for excessive 'beauty' shots. This is woven into the plot as if it excuses the crass sexualization. Next time, use "A dog ate my screenplay" for it would be better to be proud of the loss of a script rather than admitting there was one for this insultingly bland nothingness. It leaves a sour note on the tongue as it comes in one way and leaves another.