Laurence Fishburne plays the part of a Muslim terrorist who captures some Dutch guy in Morocco in order to extract information from him. Throughout the "interrogation" Fishburne plays chess and mind games and systematically cuts off Dutch guy's fingers one by one until he gives up the information. What information exactly? Well the entire movie really boils down to one scene:
(Fishburne is in some abandoned warehouse with Dutch guy chained to a chair)
Laurence Fishburne: You know, if more Westerners played Chess, we wouldn't have many so problems between our cultures. Do you want to play a game of Chess?
Dutch Guy: No.
Laurence Fishburne: I really like jazz music.
Dutch Guy: What?
Laurence Fishburne: Enough! (Fishburne snaps his fingers and an assistant brings out a paper cutter)
Dutch Guy: OH GOD NO!
Laurence Fishburne: Tell me what I need to know.
Dutch Guy: WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT NO PLEASE NO!
Laurence Fishburne: Last chance.
Dutch Guy: WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?
(Fishburne cuts Dutch Guy's finger off)
Multiply this scene 5 times and you get this shitty movie. So what is this information that Fishburne wants so badly that he is willing to spend hours playing chess and discussing musical preference with some random Dutch guy? Well the audience never knows until the very end. At least, I assume it's revealed at the end because regrettably I couldn't finish watching this movie due to extreme boredom. I expect there was some big secret that tied everything together, but seriously this movie was just Laurence Fishburne speaking really slowly talking about random shit while the Dutch Guy chained to his chair pleads for mercy. The only good part about this movie was that Transporter Chief O'Brien was shot to death in the first 10 minutes.
Also, there was some subplot involving Dutch Guy's Moroccan girlfriend which involved a bunch of flashbacks. Whatever.
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