If you think Milla Juvovich's Ultraviolet was bad, .45 is pretty much in the same territory, although it is less flashy, devoid of effects as it's being set in the more realistic world of female battery. Milla's great to gawk at, but where's the all essential, crucial ingredient called story? It had potential, but decided to waste it all by going all sexy and in overdrive in the last 20 minutes. Pity.
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