Sylvester Stallone recruits a who's who list of other 80's action stars to kick some ass along side modern action stars. The premise sounds like a healthy shot of guilty pleasure testosterone.
Only it's not.
Instead it tests the viewer's ability to not find something else better to do. So many frustrating moments of half-baked action that could have at least resorted to some sort of interesting cliched conflict but never pans out into anything other than grunts & snorts over CGI blood.
Feck this wasted opportunity.
Feck this wasted opportunity.
1½ for 3 cool fight scenes out of 5
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