Harnett's default state is moody silence, which is just as well because the script is full of such, but the Carlton character is even more bare-bones than he was previously. The attempts to show that a sliver of sensitivity with regards his family exist behind the patina of hardened violence falls deathly flat. And the recurring slo-mo club scenes are an embarrassing fill in a crass and boorish story, as worthless as tits on a bull.
1½ best interests out of 5
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