Rob Gonsalves’s review published on Letterboxd :
A trim, alert urban-jungle thriller patterned somewhat on Deliverance. Four guys on the way to a boxing match (Emilio Estevez, Cuba Gooding Jr., Jeremy Piven, and Stephen Dorff) get lost on the mean streets of Chicago and stumble into a drug-related murder. Denis Leary, in a kind of psychotic itchy-trigger-finger variation on his stand-up act, is the lead villain; he expostulates in his familiar raspy staccato when he isn’t casually shooting people. Does this sound boring? Yes, but director Stephen Hopkins gooses the scenes along and gives us no time to register anything but the four men’s paranoia, which was the right approach (it worked for Walter Hill’s Southern Comfort). It comes on, makes some noise, and is over. You’ll forget it within a year. But you’ll be mindlessly happy with it while you’re watching.