(Don't even ask why Miami vice cops are called in on this!) Once they infiltrate the mob, they discover that the head of the operation (Jon Ortiz, Take the Lead) is only a middleman, and the real brains behind it all are Arcangel de Jesus Montoya (Spanish actor Luis Tosar) and his mistress, Isabella (Gong Li, Memoirs of a Geisha).
The great Chinese star hasn't seemed comfortable in Hollywood fare ("Memoirs of a Geisha"), but Mann locates the lusty vulnerability under her snarl.
Tubbs is given virtually no character-building elements other than his relationship with Trudy Joplin (Naomie Harris), a police intelligence agent; Crockett is meant to be given much more chance to grow and be interesting in his developing infatuation with Isabella (the film's nod to the Mannian theme of men betraying their code of conduct), but unfortunately both Farrell and Li drop the ball on that storyline with fierce abandon: Li because she has clearly learned all of her dialogue phonetically (in the previous year's Memoirs of a Geisha , she was even more stilted and awkward), and Farrell because he... is Colin Farrell, and simply not given to all that many good performances.
With sheer bravado and the approval of Isabella (Gong Li, "Memoirs of a Geisha"), the right hand of the real power behind the throne, Arcángel de Jesús Montoya (Luis Tosar, "Mondays in the Sun," "Take My Eyes"), Crockett and Tubbs get into the drug transportation business.
For westerners who may be laying eyes on Li for the first time, as well as for those familiar with her work in major Chinese productions from 1987 ("Red Sorghum") to 2005 ( "Memoirs Of a Geisha" ) a great cinema treat is in store.
This is Mann’s second movie in a row with cinematographer Dion Beebe — he won the Oscar for dazzling, cinema-of-quality 35mm cinematography on Memoirs of a Geisha — who’s breaking the early rules of digital cinematography by exploring the breaks these new cameras make from film, rather than the ways they’re similar.