Noisy and obnoxious, this flashy action picture is so hell-bent on seeming smart that it fairly forces you to think about how fundamentally stupid it is. It opens with the smugly confident Gabriel Shear (John Travolta) delivering a monologue: The trouble with Hollywood, he says, is that it makes crappy movies. Take DOG DAY AFTERNOON (1975) it just wasn't realistic
. If Al Pacino's character had just started killing people, his demands would have been met. And Gabriel should know: He's orchestrating his own hostage drama, from a storefront surrounded by enough cops, helicopters, anti-personnel vehicles and SWAT and negotiating teams to conquer Cuba. But G...