In which I watch ten minutes of a truly awful film and write a review.

Just because movies no longer make it to the cinema these days doesn't mean that runtimes should be longer, yet most Netflix films go way over a sensible time limit. There is no way this thing needs to go over 1h30min but clocks in at 1h56min, or in technical terms, too long. It's sort of the flip side of the old joke in which two people are talking about aa restaurant with bad food. "And such small portions," one of them says. We have lousy movies that somehow think they will be better if they go on 20% longer.

Yet another bloody kill-fest of wonton slaughter in which the protagonist seems to be immune to bullets while everyone else around him is a bullet magnet. Does this movie have as many senseless homicides as John Wick? Some other fool who can be bothered to watch all 1h56min of this piece of trash will have to answer than question.