Nick Cassidy (Sam Worthington) was a cop. Until he was sent to prison for stealing a diamond. Only, Nick claims he didn’t steal it. At his father’s funeral, Nick gets into a fight with his brother Joey (Jamie Bell) and escapes the guards. Now he’s out to clear his name.
Nick climbs out on a ledge, threatening to jump to his death. When the police force comes to talk him down, he asks for Detective Lydia Mercer (Elizabeth Banks). Mercer has a bad reputation when it comes to these negotiations. Just recently, another cop jumped to his death as she was trying to talk him down.
As the crowds gather, Nick, who has given a fake name and wiped all fingerprints from the hotel room, eggs them on. He’s trying to buy time. He has set up a break-in at the jewelry exchange next door. The same jewelry exchange owned by David Englander (Ed Harris). Englander is the man whose diamond was allegedly stolen. If they can break in and steal the diamond, it will prove whether it was stolen in the first place.
The question is, who all is in on the plot? And who set him up? And just how far will he go to prove his innocence?
This isn’t the first time I’ve seen this storyline, or at least, one very similar. A man is convicted of a crime he didn’t commit and must commit the same crime again to prove he is innocent.
The film is decently done. And the acting is fine. I just found it a little too predictable. I figured out most of the “twists” rather easily. Some of the action, especially during the break-in, verges a little on the Mission: Impossible side. Sometimes seemingly borrow/stealing directly from the aforementioned flick.
There are a few points where the film jumps into the highly improbable, if not physically impossible. And what’s with Angie’s (Genesis Rodriguez) multiple costume changes. Not that I’m complaining. But she shows up in three different outfits in the span of five minutes.
That’s not to say it’s not a good movie. It’s not great. But it’s ok. It’s worth a watch. But I would save my money and wait until it comes out in the Redbox. That way, if you hate it, you can only blame me for losing a dollar.