I’m not sure if it’s possible for a director to misunderstand his own script. If it is possible, then David Koepp has accomplished this feat with his new film, Premium Rush. Koepp sees his story as one of mischievous imps who ride through the streets of New York. But the characters aren’t impish. They’re rebels, they’re outsiders, and they’re the kind of people who will take a chain to your driver’s side mirror if you fuck with them. Koepp has taken his rough-and-tumble world and pushed it through a slick filter of fun visual effects, quick maneuvers, time jumps, and other flourishes that give his movie a pulse, but not much of a heart. For all of Koepp’s obsession with bringing the world of bike messengers to life, he forgets that what really pushes a movie forward is a strong character in a compelling story.