Robert De Niro has done some fine movies in his time. Of late, however, he is traipsing in the footsteps of Charles Bronson wishing to establish some kind of B-film trademark for himself: Play some roughneck, and deliver a cheap shoot 'em up story. The first sign of Rob's demise appeared in Jackie Brown where he plays a dumb bum. Since then nothing good has come out from him. In Ronin Rob teams up with Jean Reno (of Roricon Leon fame) and the two promptly hit it off with some kind of homosexual bonding.
The story itself is completely pointless, and the subplots make a mockery of logic. For example, the target is being escorted by half a dozen bodyguards who cock their pistols when a little signboard drops to the ground. "These guys are top professional," deduces Rob, and almost pees his pants. Hey, Rob, I would have taken out the whole bunch right then and there instead of fucking around with this reconnaissance bullshit. Right then and there! You hear, boy?