This could have been a passable movie if peopled by unknowns. But, when one sees the names Pierce Brosnan, Patrick Stewart, and Christopher Lee a certain quality expectation develops, and Death Train does not deliver.
There is virtually no chemistry between the characters of Mike, Philpott, and Sabrina. Alexandra Paul could not have been less convincing if she had tried, and she is just not attractive enough to carry the role on looks. You never for one minute believe Brosnan as the super-expert operative (ala Commando). He simply cannot pull this off. And the character does nothing to prove me wrong as he ham-handedly muddles through his assignment. Ted Levine is also miscast as a good ole boy terrorist. Stewart plays Philpott well enough, but Philpott is no Jean Luc Picard! Only Lee emerges unscathed by this turkey. His Russian general is aptly emotionless, cunning, and clinical; ya gotta love 'im! Pass on this one, folks.
There is virtually no chemistry between the characters of Mike, Philpott, and Sabrina. Alexandra Paul could not have been less convincing if she had tried, and she is just not attractive enough to carry the role on looks. You never for one minute believe Brosnan as the super-expert operative (ala Commando). He simply cannot pull this off. And the character does nothing to prove me wrong as he ham-handedly muddles through his assignment. Ted Levine is also miscast as a good ole boy terrorist. Stewart plays Philpott well enough, but Philpott is no Jean Luc Picard! Only Lee emerges unscathed by this turkey. His Russian general is aptly emotionless, cunning, and clinical; ya gotta love 'im! Pass on this one, folks.