Mikey Brzezinski’s review published on Letterboxd:
A shame that some really slick action, dope needle drops and the dark charm of Bob Odenkirk can't save what is ultimately a pretty dogshit script. A tiring exercise in hyper-violent chaos that never breaks past that surface-level tongue in cheek stunt casting of its lead character. There's no spark here. Nothing to set it off in any interesting or expressive directions. It’s just more awkward revenge of the beta male shit where he gets to prove he's cool to everyone by how many bones he breaks. Virtually indistinguishable from dozens of other movies. Don't regret watching it but I definitely won't remember it.