WE’VE had Olympus on its backside and London reduced to rubble.
Now Mike Banning, Gerard Butler’s bloated and creaking Secret Service agent, has succumbed to a terminal case of diminishing returns.
Banning is the favourite guardian angel of the president (Morgan Freeman this time, struggling to break in his new teeth).
He is in line for the top job – despite looking like he couldn’t pick a pen off the floor without grunting.
But a failed (and utterly ludicrous) assassination attempt on the President frames Banning.
He goes on the run to prove his innocence. . . even though it makes no sense for him to do so.
The actual conspiracy and threat could have been spotted and solved by a retired traffic warden, let alone the future director of the Secret Service.
The first two offerings played up to their B-movie daftness but this outing gives up any premise of tongue-in-cheek, save for a hilarious 20 minutes featuring Nick Nolte as Banning’s crazed father.
If we want to see a president on the brink of collapse, we can just turn on Sky News. More Nick Nolte, less badly made pastiche, please.