Faster and furiouser than most action flicks combined, this hyper-active, hyper-stylized sequel follows hitman Chev Chelios (Jason Statham) as he searches the mean streets of L.A. for his missing heart. That's right - Chev's ticker's been taken by a ruthless Chinese gang and let's just say he's more than a little pissed. Clinging to life via an artificial replacement heart, Chev must battle an endless army of eccentric lowlifes (including a mullet-headed Corey Haim) as well as electrically charge his failing heart via jumper cables, power lines, and anything else he can get his hands on. Frenzied, surreal, and unapologetically implausible, this bullet-and-boobs extravaganza has "guilty pleasure" written all over it. It might not be Shakespeare, but when was the last time you saw Hamlet tase himself in the junk?