There’s plenty to enjoy in this old-fashioned exploitation movie from Anchor Bay Films: good stunts, sensitive line readings from the underrated Harold Perrineau, lapses in narrative logic that approach full-on surrealism, and competently managed suspense by director Roger Donaldson (Cocktail, The Recruit, and, once upon a time, Smash Palace). The silly plot—high school teacher Nicolas Cage gets sucked into a shadowy vigilante organization after his wife is attacked—takes place in a clean, orderly, and ethnically diverse New Orleans that seems to have been created by the local tourism bureau. If not for all the deranged criminals roaming the streets, it would make a charming setting for a romantic comedy. January Jones shoulders the thankless part of Cage’s often imperiled wife.