3 Days to Kill

I wish I had stayed at home and watched Netflix. This story failed to depict Ethan (Costner) as having any kind of genuine relationship with his wife, daughter or spook colleagues.

Other than the usual shoot-em-up action scenes in which random bullets always find the bad guys, the terminally ill hero Ethan came across as a sick, boring has-been who allowed himself to be cowed and manipulated by a sadistic CIA agent, Vivi, who came as close to being a dominatrix without actually being one (I think). Like, what else can I say when Vivi straddles him while he is lying on the street looking up between her legs? The daughter, Zooey, came across as a revivified Valley Girl whose dorky boyfriend, Hugh, would have looked quite at home singing in a quartet with Pat Boone.