How could you not like a movie that teams the legendary Robert De Niro with the immensely talented Eddie Murphy and throws in a delightfully game William Shatner to boot? Put them in a movie that can't decide whether it's a naturalistic comedy or an unreal farce, and hire a cast of mediocre, misdirected supporting actors as precinct captains, convicts and criminal masterminds. Then toss continuity and logic out the window, like when showing a new type of mini-bazooka gun that can blast right through a ceiling and right up through the concrete underside of a water-filled swimming pool, but not
through the sandbag our heroes are hiding behind. We could go on, bu...