Director Brett Ratner must be uniquely qualified. Somehow he can take decent actors and a great setting (in this case the Bahamas) and presents them as tediously as possible.From watching After the Sunset, viewers learn that jewel thieves in the Bahamas have lives that are almost as exciting as the McDonald's fry cooks in Cleveland.
Thanks to a disjointed script by Paul Zbyszewski and Craig Rosenberg, it gets difficult to care if ace jewel thieves Max Burdett (Pierce Brosnan) and Lola Cirillo (Salma Hayek) get to enjoy the rewards of their last heist.
Just in case we might forget Brosnan's long stint as James Bond, Ratner shows the actor using high tech gizmos to swipe the gems and embarrass Stanley P. Lloyd (Woody Harrelson), the FBI agent on his tail. These toys aren't as cool as the ones he pretends to operate for the British government, but they are more fun than the people in the movie or the plot.
Unable to nab Max and Lola on their heist, Harrelson tracks them to the Caribbean, where the larcenous lovers hope to retire. But Agent Lloyd isn't content to let them enjoy an ill-gotten pension, so he tries to coax Brosnan into purloining a jewel from a cruis ship.
To help set the trap, Harrelson recruits a pretty local cop (British actress Naomie Harris). Meanwhile, an expatriate crime lord (Don Cheadle) covets the stone and wants Max to retrieve it.
Ratner gets two things right: First, he lovingly shoots the locale, making a viewer wonder if After the Sunset were made as an afterthought during a studio-paid Caribbean vacation. The action scenes are tepid and unimaginative, as if the characters and plot were blocking the scenery.
Rather's other triumph is the exquisite handling of Hayek. The director consistently makes sure not to mar her considerable beauty with excessive clothing. Sadly, Hayek and Brosnan have no chemistry, and only Harrelson seems to have much of a character.For the most part, After the Sunset takes viewers to an exotic world that's less interesting than a row of windowless cubicles.