Alex Cross is one giant Cadillac commercial. And not a very good one at that. This is second-rate stuff from start to finish, top to bottom. Perry is woefully miscast and really struggles without the Madea get-up. Fox's serial killer should have been called "The Tick" and while he deserves some plaudits for going the whole Christian Bale-Machinist route, he's just way too over-the-top. Director Rob Cohen should get a special Razzie just for the film's climax alone. It's dreadfully shot; it's shaky cam-on-steroids. The plot is thin and useful only for the filmmakers to tack on as happy an ending as possible - the "mystery" or intrigue of the grander story is simply forgotten about and put on the backburner for most of the movie.

And don't forget about Cadillac. A better movie is usually able to more deftly integrate its ads. There is an especially laughable Cadillac shout-out in the only scene between Perry and Giancarlo Esposito (who has nothing to do in this movie btw). *HINT* (look in the reflection).

No way can I recommend this. Unless your shopping for a Cadillac.