Man of the moment Charlie Sheen is "Ditch", an accident-prone, pain in the neck skydiver. When one of his passengers (Nastassja Kinski), ostensibly on her first jump, hits the ground with one hell of a thud, he is certain that he took all the steps necessary to ensure her safety. What happened? Well nothing is quite as it seems, and soon he is on the trail of some dodgy KGB agents after some airborne gold. There is plenty of action, to be fair, but the film is simply a vehicle for Sheen, and he has long since lost his boyish charms. The dialogue seems to have emerged from a teenage scriptwriters meeting that decided "let's use some smutty words, tee tee", and the plot is really pretty thin and lacklustre. Some films just don't have much of a shelf life - this is certainly one of those.
