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Review

If Dylan could go electric, why can't Seagal go country? Well, Seagal does go country in this, the monosyllabic martial arts maven's second ecological actioner. It's actually not intolerable, especially if you like to see some ornery hillbilly ass kicked by the often silent-but-deadly Seagal. He's an EPA agent sent to Kentucky to find out who killed a former compadre who discovers that the environment is being polluted by Kristofferson, a good ol' boy tycoon. In between punch-outs, car chases, squinting and guitar strumming, Seagal romances Helgenberger, a beekeeper with an ominous secret in her past. This is decent genre fodder, until the end when pony-tailed palooka makes like Superman and Al Gore at the same time, and getting all political about the hazards of pollution. Didn't he get all that out of his system in his laughable On Deadly Ground?