Limo driver Bob is late picking up Mr. Rosehill, who has a metal briefcase handcuffed to his wrist. Someone wants what is in that briefcase, and more than one person dies for it.
A cat burglar is robbing diamond distributors in Los Angeles. One of the detectives called to investigate doesn't look much like a cop. He looks more like he should be robbing the place. In fact ...
The other detective looks like a hooker and may actually be a guy in drag.
David was the smart one, always praised while his identical twin brother Paul was asked why he couldn't be more like his brother. Paul ended up being a criminal. David does not realize Paul is out of prison. Both of them get to work together on the investigation of the jewel robberies. Paul likes this idea a lot better than David.
Paul is the more likable twin. If either of these guys could act, this might have been a pretty good movie. Roddy McDowall is deliciously evil as the main villain--and unlike with Donald Trump, when he fires people, it's really a bad thing. But he's not on enough. One possible incentive--both these guys have mullets and weightlifters' bodies and they do both get to take their shirts off, but not much. But that would be for women or gay guys, and this action movie appears to target macho men and teens. Mostly teens, probably. It's not intelligent enough for adults.
That's not to say this wasn't entertaining. The mismatched twins are enjoyable to watch, and if I had liked David that part would have been more fun.
