Michael Bryce (Ryan Reynolds) is a high-end bodyguard fallen into disgrace after the death of a client. He's still good at his job, but is no longer where he wants to be in life. An ex-girlfriend who works with Interpol (and who he blames for the loss of his client) drags him into her own job-gone-wrong. She and her crew were trying to protect notorious hitman Darius Kincaid (Samuel Jackson) who is to testify against the war criminal dictator of Belarus (Gary Oldman). Bryce and Kincaid have a series of absurd and often violent adventures together as they try to get from the U.K. to the Hague where Kincaid is supposed to testify. Truths are revealed, revelations ensue, etc. The movie is formulaic, but who really cares when the two stars are perfectly matched and hilariously funny together? This was never going to be great art, and if it's this damn funny, what's the problem?