I made the mistake of watching this more than once. In the theater, on a huge screen in a dark room, the action scenes are incredible and the story reasonable enough. On repeated viewings, numerous mistakes in continuity, logic and possibility become obvious. For our hero to have accomplished a few of his feats, he would have been blessed with either x-ray vision or clairvoyancy. The movie takes great pains to repeatedly tell and show the viewer what an "I" dotting "T" crossing exacting professional our hero is. That Mr. Self Control spends the vast majority of the movie behaving with the self control of a ten year old with ADD seems incongruous. Also, word to the unwise, never establish yourself in an extremely dangerous business and deliberately place yourself in the position of having to trust extremely untrustworthy strangers who might not have your best interests at heart. Rule number three should really be: I always get to know what's in the package because, when I'm out there driving, its my butt on the line, not yours and, after all, it might be a bomb. Luc Besson's fingerprints are all over this movie. Its another one of his damsel in distress vehicles. Both the 5th Element and The Professional are along the same lines and are much better movies.