Synopsis (from IMDB):  When international diplomacy comes up short, extreme measures must be taken. In the newest installment of The Art of War, Agent Neil Shaw is on a covert mission to stop North Korean terrorists from obtaining a nuclear bomb. But when the deal turns deadly, Shaw is drawn into the crossfire to save a beautiful facilitator and ends up framed for murder. Now a wanted man with only his newbie partner and the mysterious facilitator by his side, Shaw must rely on his martial arts skills and warrior code to fight through Korea’s mean streets and find the terrorists before they detonate the bomb at a United Nations peace summit.

This is the first movie that I can remember not being able to watch until the end.  Yes, it is that bad.  Bad plot, and even worse acting.  Somehow, I managed to make it to the 45:00 mark before I thought I was going to kill myself.  Even The Wicker Man (the remake, with Nicholas Cage) wasn’t this bad.  I actually made it to the end of that movie.  Neil Shaw is not played by Wesley Snipes in this film – if he was he may of saved the movie.  Instead, the producers picked a two-bit rapper named Anthony “Treach” Criss and threw him to the wolves.  You can’t ask someone to act without at least giving them an hour of training first!  His co-stars did not fare much better.

Normally I would give any movie a default one star out of five (again, The Wicker Man comes to mind).  In this case, however, I think giving The Art of War III zero stars out of five is being comprehensively generous.  Do not waste your money renting or buying this garbage.  Do not waste your time watching this garbage unless you truly need something better than warm milk and bottle of sleeping pills to doze off.