Taxi 3

Outside of the amusing, Sly little cameo in the opening scene, this ends up a lifeless attempt at action, setting itself up for a fall by overtly comparing itself to Bond early on, which ultimately becomes too big a cheque for the movie to cash, despite the frantic (too frantic) efforts of a cast in overdrive to try and sell action stunts which routinely fall flat. If I’m honest, I’m really done caring about Naceri and his various romantic complications, which even makes the plotty “human” moments a dreary slog.