The plot existing solely as a breather in between inserting yet more bullets into yet more heads.

Look, Stallone has a perky daughter. Will she end up tied to a chair in a disused refinery (or something)? You know it.

Don't bother with plot coherence or plausibility - if you're going to a Stallone film for logic, then you're in the wrong theater.

From the hackneyed, humourless script to the overbaked direction, Bullet To The Head’s every shortcoming is on full display.