Metacritic reviews

Moves with terrific energy, alternating riveting action sequences with intimate material in a manner that's pure Woo.

The real deity of the movie is director Woo, who takes complete command of the latest technology -- hyperspeed editing, breathtaking cinematography, 10-out-of-10 stunt work -- to create brilliant action sequences.

Woo delivers a vintage breakneck, break-arm, break-face 20-minute finale.

Never as much fun as (Woo's) old Chow Yun Fat-starring Chinese pics.

It's actually sharper, less reverential and generally better than "Misson: Impossible."

Even the most spectacular things Woo unleashes here feel strangely impersonal.

Dispenses so many rubber masks to allow the characters to swap identities that no hero or villain winds up carrying any moral weight at all.

Even more empty a luxury vehicle than its predecessor, M:I 2 pushes the envelope in terms of just how much flashy packaging an audience will buy when there's absolutely nada inside.

A vaguely absurd epidemiological thriller filled with elaborately superfluous setups and shamelessly stale James Bond riffs.

Mostly, you get a pain in the head from the assault on your senses and déjà vu as thick as heartburn after an anchovy pizza.