Dwayne Johnson plays Driver (an adjective, not a name) whom has just been released from a ten year prison stint following a short sit down with Tom Berenger who may as well have been playing himself rather than a prison warden for as much sense as this film makes. Driver then runs (seriously, he actually runs) to a local automobile graveyard where his '71 Chevelle SS, gun and hit list are waiting for him. He pops over to a local bank, walks in, shoots a guy in the head and the killing spree begins, but not before…
We're introduced to Billy Bob Thornton's character, referred to on screen as Cop. I get a chuckle out of this trend Tillman is setting, thinking we're in for a gritty throwback in which character names aren't as important as the mindless bloodshed. (It's all in the name of entertainment right?) In fact that's half-true as the bloodshed is mindless and I believe it's supposed to be entertaining, but the mindless entertainment factor begins to seep out when you give the lead cop a drug problem, a kid that's just looking for a father and an informant turned ex-wife (Moon Bloodgood) at home chastising him. On the other side of the coin, Driver is avenging the murder of his criminal brother, which means none of these people we're talking about have many redeeming qualities. It leaves little to cheer for...........
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