Con Express Movie Review

Those naughty Russkies are at it again in Con Express, which features the archetypal "rogue Russian agent" trying to retrieve a load of nerve gas for nefarious ends.

No sooner than Sean Patrick Flanery's U.S. customs agent has captured Russkie Arnold Vosloo (yes, The Mummy himself) than Vosloo has escaped, sending their plane crashing into the Canadian wilderness. Flanery must then team up with a non-rogue (and female, naturally) Russian agent (Ursula Karven), to find Vosloo and his henchmen before they retrieve the nerve gas from a train (presumably the titular Con Express) headed back to the U.S.

Fortunately, the leads are all photogenic enough (and can generally act well), and the production values are high enough to elevate Con Express beyond your typical blowing-stuff-up affair. Playing out largely in the snowy forests of the Great White North, the movie is easy on the eyes. (As well, it's nice to see new action stars in Karven and Flanery (playing against type) who haven't been overexposed to the point of terror when we see their names.) Finally, thanks to a professional-grade score, the movie's easy on the ears, too.

All told, it's a fairly non-horrible way to spend 90 minutes on a Sunday morning. Provided, of course, you have absolutely nothing better to do.