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<br>movie review Crissa-Jean Chappell</font>
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<p>"You know what the problem with Hollywood is? They make shit," says John Travolta’s well-groomed terrorist, Gabriel Shear, in <i>Swordfish</i>, another big budget summer movie that pokes fun at the notion of filmgoers as wide-eyed innocents. Director Dominic Sena, a former TV and rock video whiz, has a knack for visual style. His earlier films, such as <i>Kalifornia</i> and the car-chase thriller <i>Gone in 60 Seconds</i>, boasted a high-gloss surface with little to say. The same is true for this testosterone-pumped travesty, a high-tech crime caper that doesn’t deliver.
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