Will goes ashore in a huff, and when he returns, the boat has been moved and his family is gone. A rough encounter with corrupt Spanish cops has him convinced powerful forces have nabbed them. But who?
Since Dad is a CIA agent and not some embassy cultural attache, as he's always said, that could be anybody.
Will is chased through Madrid's scenic plazas, parks and puertos, past the Benettons and in Audis, Land Rovers, and BMWs. I half expected Cavill to crack, "Whaddaya know, it is the ultimate driving machine!"
The bad guys - and it's hard to think of any real "good" guys here - want a briefcase. Will falls in with leggy Lucia (Veronica Echegui) in pursuit of that briefcase and those who have it or want it - an assemblage that includes a sneering, hooting Sigourney Weaver, who seems to be the only member of the cast having a good time.
Director Mabrouk El Mechri, who did the witty/ violent Jean-Claude Van Damme "comeback" film JCVD, doesn't have enough game to make this tired plot fresh.
The Cold Light of Day *1/2 (out of four stars)
Directed by Mabrouk El Mechri. With Henry Cavill, Sigourney Weaver, and Bruce Willis. Distributed by Summit Entertainment.
Running time: 1 hour, 34 mins.
Parent's guide: PG-13 (profanity, sexual content)
Playing at: area theaters