Walking Tall (2004)

It is a well-accepted fact that Hollywood's lack of innovation can be measured by the number of re-makes and sequels produced.  Yes, there are some good films out there, but there is an awful lot of dross too.  It defeats me to explain why anyone would bother to re-make a movie that was nothing special in the first place (even if it did spawn its own sequels), but that is the case here.  The 1973 Joe Don Baker starrer of the same name has been moved from the deep South to the Pacific Northwest as a vehicle for The Rock.  He plays the returning vet determined to run for sheriff and to clean up the old home town -- which he does by smashing a lot of heads.  It's not that he is unwatchable as he does have a certain virile charm, but he is certainly not much of an actor; nor is Johnny Nashville who plays his sidekick.  The latter may have gathered some notoriety through his outlandish pranks, but that in no way qualifies him for acting kudos.  Frankly it's all something of an insult to any serious viewer.