Enough

A deeply stupid abuseploitation movie aimed at the Lifetime crowd, an audience whose capacity for putting up with horrible crap rivals that of any battered housewife.

We get it, Jlo, killing for self-defense is not murder, and you could've told us this in just 15 minutes, instead of 100.

Instead of writing about this tripe, how about a joke? A drunk walks out of a bar and sees a nun standing at a bus stop. He walks up to her and punches her in the face. When she falls to the ground, he starts screaming, "You're not so tough now, are you, Batman ?!"

A masterpiece of awfulness. Highlights: the providential long-lost millionaire father; the month-long physical training that turns you into an unbeatable ultimate fighter *'and* a master planner; the cold cruel husband who now lives in an all-concrete sterile apartment; and *SPOILER* the fact that you can beat your husband to a pulp, get out without a scratch, successfuly claim self-defense and live happily ever after.

If Jennifer Lopez can beat up anyone, then I can probably fly and turn invisible if I really put my mind to it. A little dose of reality with the main character getting her ass handed to her would have made this movie awesome.