Sylvester Stallone and Jason Statham get the highlight here, in a scene that manages to show off many things at once. First, the terrible one-liners seem to have doubled since the last movie. Do real men only communicate in sly asides? And then there is the startlingly shoddy-looking filmmaking, perhaps not helped by the movie's overall cheap, digital look. Finally, there is the relentless cutting -- it seems we get a new camera angle every 1.5 seconds -- that all tries to prove that Stallone still has the reflexes to (pretend to) gun down a bunch of bad guys without a single one of them getting a shot off. Right.
You get what you pay for kids, so when you buy a ticket on August 17th, don't say we didn't warn you.