Cuba was an undercover cop separated from his family. He gets found out and his family is killed. Afterward, he teams up with Jack Daniels to live a miserable life as the Toronto police force's "Dirty Harry light". In the city there is a drug lord with a techno dance club, where sex can be had in the restrooms as lovers snort lines off each others body (you know the place). Mike, a young drug dealer wants out. He cares for his younger sister. He hijacks a statue of the Virgin Mary made of heroin paste and ransoms its location to his former employer (guess how that works out).
I didn't think Cuba could get a worse role after "Hit List", but I was wrong. After so many good films, he is getting dog after dog. It is time for a new agent. The film has the lousy plot of a disjointed grindhouse film, but none of the other qualities that make it watchable. During the argument/fight between two guys over who took the statue, the acting got so bad I had to ask, "Was this really the best take? Couldn't they have shot the scene over?"
The movie pretends to make a statement on drug trafficking and redemption, but falls way short. 1 1/2 stars.