Right, see, pair this with Traitor, reviewed below, and ask the class to write a paper on how representations of terrorism differ in the two films. Hint: Here, ostensible political messages are the all-natural soy frosting on a big ol’ bacon-and-chocolate cake of technology fetishism, explosions, and Leo with his shirt off ready to kiss the beauty or slay the swarthy at the drop of a keffiyeh. Let me be clear. I am not being sanctimonious. I enjoyed this very much. I just want to point out that its earnest little gestures at cultural criticism are pathetic. Stick to the cool shots of the helicopters zipping through the mountain passes, Ridley.