Originally published on metropolis.co.jp on February 2013

An American picks up a rental car at Cape Town airport blithely unaware that it’s the wrong car, and one that will tie him to a vicious web of police corruption. (Wait’ll he checks out the trunk.) His situation is complicated by the fact that he’s an ex-con who has broken parole to make the trip. This is one of those films that takes place entirely inside a single enclosed space, this time the title rental, featuring mainly close-ups of the star’s face. The glaring drawback is that the face in question belongs to Paul Walker, whose expressions for anger, disbelief and puzzlement seem to be the same.