I've always meant to watch this, but I never seemed to have the opportunity. I love Samuel L Jackson, and he's very cool in this.
The weird thing is that I had this creepy sense of déjà vu all the way through, and my wife kept looking up from her knitting and saying "I think I've seen this before". When I pointed out Busta Rhymes as the awful comedy sidekick, she said "We've had this conversation before", and I suddenly clicked that she was indeed correct. This movie is, apparently, extremely forgettable. I wonder if I'll ever see it again for the first time?
Christian Bale is fantastically hateable as the privileged white guy. Worth a watch just for his performance.
Also, the amazing soundtrack. It's like having sex in your ears. Perhaps that's the reason I forgot about watching the film?