Every woman-led summer-blockbuster action-flick must star an assertive lead superhuman whose looks could kill if she didn't already, and because a yin needs its yang we also need a meek and unassuming yet reliable technophile twink side-kick. She could easily snap his neck with her thighs but she won't, even if she might joke about it; they have too much synergy together and besides, the energy is far too platonic.
Elsewhere the energy is anything but: an intro fight scene involves her tussling a robot in a crypt, and every punch it throws elicit an equal and opposite grunt from her. Bonus points for avoiding one by spreading her legs aside.
I expect nothing less from a movie with this title; it is one of the most 2000s films you will see. And sometimes that's exactly all a movie needs to be, Illuminati conspiracies involving Cambodian space-relics aside. Actually, scratch that, every film could use some of those.