Critic Reviews

It's difficult to begrudge a film that has the good sense to put so much stock in Ben Kingsley's hammy theatrics.

Like a distracted driver constantly missing his highway exit, Collide keeps passing on opportunities for action in favor of patience-straining exposition.

The dark humor feels forced and artificial, especially when tied to the utterly ludicrous plot machinations

The action sequences are strong, with spectacular crashes and explosions, dynamic camera moves and tight cuts that at times give the film an appealing breathlessness. But the cast takes a too-lax approach to this material.

A cast of reliable performers slum it in this by-the-numbers action thriller.

Hand-in-hand with its bleeding-heart nature, Collide has the ballsy idea of making a serious action movie about a fool in love, but that just becomes one of its many bungled stunts.

It’s a stupid, ill-plotted heist picture, but Collide does have its moments.

Never quite sure where to put his cameras, Creevy attempts to compensate by placing them everywhere, and cutting between them as if at random.

Collide has been sitting on the shelves for over three years; no need to get up now and see it.

In the end, Collide is a cheap genre product produced with an eye on foreign market box office. Wake me when Dominic Toretto torques his way into Havana.