It seems to glamourise the violence within the prison system, falling back on lazy stereotypes and suggesting that shivving your way to the top can be excused if you have a noble aim.

On many levels, Shot Caller makes no sense whatsoever.

The film is aiming for tough edges, but it's essentially very vanilla.

He goes from an image of leisure to discipline. It feels like the male equivalent of a spa day—go to prison and get the body that you always wanted.