There is just too much going on in Bruce Willis's latest vehicle, 'Surrogates', making for a confusing, and often labored, sci-fi action movie that fails to deliver.

In the future nobody works out, shaves, or showers. Make-up and brand names are not really necessary either. Leaving the house even is optional. The reason? People have surrogates ? basically better looking versions of yourself ? to do it all for you.

Best of all, regardless of what happens to your surrogate, and you will be fine. You log-in and log-out. If your surrogate is flattened by a train, the connection is broken, not your back. That all makes for less crime, health problems and all the other issues that come with people on the street. Cool, right?

Not really. Because when somebody starts frying the brains of surrogates and their users you just know people are going to start panicking. Not cool?

Detectives Tom (Bruce Willis) and Peters (Radha Mitchell) are assigned to the case, but the task is made tricky by the interfering top brass, the military and government officials on hand to make things difficult for them.

Willis hauls out his bitter and cynical cop ? without the hangover ? from the 'Die Hard' series one more time, while Mitchell seems confused by what she is supposed to be doing. You can blame the weak script for that.

What starts off as a promising premise ? society's overreliance on technology leading to a severe case of global agoraphobia ? descends into a conventional sci-fi 'whodunnit' with the script going in too many directions and never deciding on which one to lead with.

As Tom and Peters do their thing, the military is trying to cover things up, the creator of the surrogates is attempting to make a point, and Tom is battling to keep his marriage alive. No wonder they are having so much trouble trying to figure out who is killing everybody!