Sporting a few extra pounds and at least one extra chin, Steven Seagal fails to convince here as an undercover FBI agent sent to the "New Alcatraz". Once in the hi-tech prison, Seagal finds himself at the centre of a hostage situation when a group called "the 49ers" - presumably not the American football team - break in so they can interrogate a death-row inmate regarding the whereabouts of $200 million in gold. Seagal copes with this by leaping through the air, shooting as he goes and grunting derisively whenever conversation with his sidekick (rapper Ja Rule) is required. Writer/director Don Michael Paul brings no credible suspense to the film, simply overloading it with action to compensate for the lack of style or coherence. Made with tongue firmly in cheek, this might have worked - but Seagal takes himself far too seriously. Disastrously, he expects us to do so as well.

A man goes undercover in a hi-tech prison to find out information to help prosecute those who killed his wife. While there, he stumbles onto a plot involving a death-row inmate and his $200 million stash of gold.