“Don't condescend to me, Kato.” “Nice going, Odd Job.” “I'll be waiting, Confucius.”
But again, this is old school — ethnic actors are for belittling, bad guys are for shooting, and women are for rescuing and gratuitous nude Mardi Gras parties and shower scenes.
The plot has to do with “Crescent City” corruption. And Christian Slater's character, a lawyer, should have been named “Mr. Exposition.” He gets to blurt out all the intrigues and conspiracies.
Stallone's Jimmy curses as if he's been saving up for the occasion, growls at his partner's cellphone addiction and makes simple everything Kwon sees as complicated. But Hill knows how to stage a rumble, and when the hit man and the mercenary tangle with axes, it's epic.
“Bullet to the Head” was chopped down so that Stallone might have a prayer of holding the picture together, and it's a credit to his still-formidable screen presence that he almost pulls it off.
— Roger Moore, MCT Information Services