A great deal of money has been robbed, at gunpoint, from a casino whilst "Jim Reed" (Tom Berenger) is plodding around in the freezing wilderness looking to bag a buck. After hitting what he thought was his quarry, though, he discovers that he's shot a woman and has - quite literally - now got an huge great bag of bucks! Of course she wasn't acting alone and what now ensues is possibly the daftest manhunt I've ever seen. He hobbles about in the snow whilst pursued at an equally glacial speed by a gang of miscreants who, luckily, are no better at shooting at what they aim at than he is. Having hidden the loot, his task is now to stay alive. Of course he's a veteran and of course he has family baggage that would have made Cleopatra blush. Yawn! There is some beautifully chilly cinematography of a wintry Maine but the silliness of the story, the paucity of decent dialogue and the staccato pace of this make it nigh on unwatchable. The ending is entirely fitting - just why couldn't it have happened at the start?
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