Against all odds, I enjoyed this preposterous film.  The high concept: veteran superspy is being tracked down by his expert protégé. (Where have you seen that before?) And if you don’t figure out Mila’s identity ten seconds after her alter-ego appears on the screen, well, I don’t know what to tell you.  But it’s well executed (Brosnan’s Bond chops are on display)  and directed and efficiently paced.  With one twist I didn’t see coming (I wasn’t looking for one and it doesn’t alter the path of the story) it all ends as it should after the requisite gunfights and car chases.

FF=2