I like the main actor, James Spader, but he plays a cliche--a former top-gun American hero who went bad for no reason.
OK, I thought. I can live with one cliche.
Then Spader's character, Reddington, picks up a mysterious briefcase in a public park. Another cliche, this one from spy movies.
But wait, the BS gets deeper and deeper.
Say what? How did the bad guys know where they’d be? It makes no sense. It looks like Reddington may have set them up. If he hadn’t told them, there could have been no big attack. But how would he know where the kid would be? How would he know the route of the convoy? Makes no sense.
How would the terrorists know any of this? I didn't buy it.
And of course the pretty woman barely survives the preposterous attack and shoots one of the baddies. She feels bad about losing the kid, and we are supposed to feel bad for her.
None of this makes any sense. Check your brain at the door.