BY ASHLEY KOWALEWSKI
I’ll be honest: As much as I like both Denzel Washington and Marky Mark separately, this movie didn’t look all that great. I thought it was going to be a silly buddy cop movie that had uber cheesy one-liners (don’t get me wrong, I love cheese, but cop movies always seem to lay the cheese on pretty thick), forced explosions and a twist that you saw coming a mile away (ie. a crooked cop, etc.). Well, it definitely had all of those, but I was actually surprised at how well-done it was–the movie was actually really funny and not stupid at all.
Bobby (Washington) and “Stig” (Marky Mark) are both undercover, though the other doesn’t know–Bobby working for the DEA and Stig for Naval intelligence–and are plotting to rob a bank, pegging the $3 million a Mexican drug lord has stashed in a safety deposit box, only to find out that the money they stole (a whopping $43.125 mill) belongs to the wrong person–as in, they stole it from someone they didn’t mean or want to steal from. (When you’re concerned that stealing money from someone other than a Mexican drug cartel might be more dangerous, you know you’re in trouble.) In an attempt to find out whose money they stole and who’s on the good and bad side, the two band together, eventually forming a bromace you would never suspect working (think Marky Mark’s character from Pain & Gain, paired with one of Denzel’s do-gooder live-for-the-job-die-for-the-job characters). I don’t want to spoil anything–you find out pretty early who’s involved, though there are a few surprises smattered throughout the flick–I’ll just pose one question to you: What do you get when you cross a Mexican drug cartel with the DEA, CIA and U.S. Naval service? A good old-fashioned stand-off.
Take away the guns, the money, the corruption and the one-liners, this movie actually provided some sound advice. “You ever heard the saying, ‘Never rob a bank across from a diner that has the best donuts in three counties?'” Well, you’d better believe it.