It was somewhat interesting watching these two icons of the '60s(Terence Stamp and Peter Fonda,) playing opposite one another, like dueling divas on an operatic stage. Wilson(Stamp) the cockney ex-con comes to L.A. to avenge his daughter's death; he's a one-man SWAT team. Valentine (Fonda) is the big-time rock promoter, who may have killed her. His bodyguards drop like flies. Steven Soderbergh, the director, uses a lot of time-jump trickery, as he did in "Out of Sight," but not as effectively here. For a story filled with drug deals gone bad, chases through Big Sur scenery, multiple murders, pretty girls in bath-tubs, bad DEA agents, the viewer should have been thoroughly engrossed...but I wasn't. Soderbergh keeps you an arms length away from the emotions of the film; I don't think that it was intentional.