If you're going to start your film with a sub-Tarantino monologue about how all Hollywood films are shit and unrealistic, best make sure your film isn't shit and unrealistic.
Full of stupid, illogical decisions and tepid action, ending with an utterly unsatisfying twist (turns out that fake body we saw earlier was used to fake a death, the hero realises about an hour after the audience and then does absolutely nothing about it and apparently is not in danger for knowing it), and framing the murderous sociopath terrorist getting away with it as a happy ending because, hey, at least he's killing other, more foreign terrorists.
Rating: Awful
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