Not to be confused with Robert Rodriguez's flashy, hi-tech Spy Kids adventures but certainly matching them for fun, this smart little caper proves that you don't need a den full of gadgets and computers to create excitement and suspense.
Try this for starters. By the end of the first day at his new school in Arizona, young Kyle has beaten up the resident bully and his trailer-trash big brother, been chased all over town by both with his new pal Jason, made an impossible bike jump over a creek, been taken on his first plane ride by Jason's cool pilot uncle Ed… and still made it home in time for tea.
But that all pales into insignificance the next day as the pair sneak onto a jet at Uncle Ed’s airfield and suddenly find themselves on a flight to who-knows-where.
On landing, shady figures move in, leaving a single bag behind before the plane takes off again. Kyle looks in the bag. It’s a bomb! And there’s nobody else on board!
Somehow the boys manage to get down in one piece. However, the resulting media frenzy makes Mafia boss Angelo (Sizemore) wonder why two kids are flying his jet when his brother Silvio (Baldwin) is supposed to be using it for business.
Turns out Silvio and his lowlife accomplice Lenny (J. Todd Adams) are trying to rip Angelo off. So for different reasons, they all want to know what Kyle and Jason know.
While deliberating on the nature of trust, brotherhood and friendship, director Rocco DeVilliers (co-writing with his brother Jason) makes a lively departure from the cornball fare that so often masquerades as family entertainment.
Dynamic editing and camerawork generate genuinely breathless action sequences throughout, from the initial BMX pursuit to the “look Ma, no parachute!” climactic skydive.
Forget splashy effects and booming soundtracks – all you need for thrills and spills are a couple of likeable kids, a bunch of mobsters, and a technical crew with a good, old-fashioned sense of humour and adventure.