Nicolas Cage is at the center of it all, of course, and had the opportunity to elevate the film into something as fun as it wanted to be. The 3D looks fantastic, the slo-mo bullet shots well-executed and the nudity as good as ever, but it's all just thrown up there, lacking narrative coherence or stakes, something even the most lurid exploitation needs to keep the audience engaged. Both of those things seem uniquely strange and not just pandering to the thrill-seeking audience sold by the title, but the same can't be said for the rest of the film, which centers around a ludicrously flimsy revenge plot that's mostly an opportunity to show off guns, explosions, naked women and 3D trickery, often-and impressively- in the same frame. ![]() At moments it's a good kind of mess, being that it's probably the only movie bold enough to have both William Fichtner playing Satan's accountant in a sharp suit and Amber Heard in a pair of barely-there cutoffs driving a '69 Dodge Charger while singing "Fuck The Pain Away" by Peaches.
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