"You know what the problem with Hollywood is? They make shit," says John Travolta’s well-groomed terrorist, Gabriel Shear, in Swordfish, 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 Kalifornia and the car-chase thriller Gone in 60 Seconds, 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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