Transsiberian.
Brad Anderson's tale of boring, annoying, irrational, Naive Americans in Russia who stumble across a clumsy drug cartel run by Ben Kingsley acting at about 12% paycheck grabbing efficiency.
I'm glad I didn't pay for it but, despite that, it's still a pretty good little thriller. I found sections of it truly engrossing, was frustrated by the plot, and thought the ending was weaker than one scoop of Folgers for the whole pot. But...eh.