The worst John Woo film is also the best thing Jean-Claude Van Damme ever did. Probably. This being the great Hong Kong director’s first movie in Hollywood, it still retains a lot of his earlier style (slow-mo, doves and pigeons everywhere, balletic gunfights), traits that he would rein in for later films. The plot is basically “The Most Dangerous Game”—rich folk hunt poor for sport—although any hope of intriguing socio-political analysis is forgone in favour of very wooden acting by all involved (save for scenery-munching Lance Henriksen) and some admittedly very fine action sequences. Entirely worth it for the latter, all told.