The Protégé. It's a "La Femme Nikita" type of story.
Man, what a waste of time.
Most of the movie takes place in the dark, so expect to miss a lot of details simply because of that. (I really hate this trend, by the way. Movies are made for human viewers, not cats or owls or some other critter that can see well in the dark, and the lighting should reflect that.)
The plot doesn't make much sense. Characters are killed or resurrected on a whim, relationships between characters are murky, dialog is clunky and cringey in places, and it's all just confusing. I never really cared about any of them.
The flirtation between Michael Keaton and Maggie Q just didn't work for me at all.
Plenty of close-range machine gun fire that manages to completely miss the target. I think all the baddies must have trained at the Imperial Stormtrooper Marksmanship Academy. Even if they're the worst shots in the galaxy, though, they should have accidentally killed Anna at least a few times. You can't have multiple guys shooting machine guns at a woman who's only ten or fifteen feet away and expect every single shot to miss.
Oh, and who needs magazine changes? Not anyone in this movie, apparently. They can spray an uninterrupted stream of bullets 'til the cows come home.
Anna has major plot armor. She's hit by a car, tossed into the air by the impact, hit by another car, captured by baddies, waterboarded, and strangled by hanging. While being strangled, she manages to escape from the multiple baddies in the cell with her. She then gets dressed up and has dinner at a nice restaurant
without displaying so much as a bruise. No sign at all of the physical trauma she had just gone through.
Ending was dumb and abrupt.
Robert Patrick was in it as a biker, and I was sort of hoping he'd turn into the T-1000 and slaughter everyone.
The grown-up kid in the orphanage was introduced and then promptly ignored. I guess our heroes will just leave him there?
The baddies destroyed a rare book store with machine gun fire. Bad enough that they shot up a bunch of rare books, but they weren't even smart about it. If the baddies can get machine guns in London, a place where even modest pocket knives are looked at askance by the government, then they should be able to get grenades or rocket launchers. That would have been a better way to attack a book store for the purpose of killing an employee. Instead, it was just "spray and pray," and the predictable result was predictable.
There's probably an awesome "female assassin" movie out there somewhere, but this ain't it.
This movie has a 6.1 rating at IMDB, and I think that's generous.