Cage is a good sport when it comes to making fun of himself, with a self-deprecating charm that celebrates his charisma, raw skill, and general eccentricity.

Cage is a good sport when it comes to making fun of himself, with a self-deprecating charm that celebrates his charisma, raw skill, and general eccentricity.
A terrible comedy that is painfully unfunny and lazy.
The material is too unexciting and the performances too lackluster to deliver much more than a stale comic book fantasy.
Between the moralizing life lessons that are spouted at full volume intensity, director Antoine Fuqua doesn’t shy away from graphic violence: bones crunch during hand-to-hand combat, blood spurts from knife wounds, and heads are blown apart with guns.
The original film was a rare one that begged for a sequel and I’m glad we’ve been handed one.