We need someone to root for. We can root for good guys, like heroes in action movies. We can root for bad guys, like Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. But we need to root for someone. We need someone we care about.
This movie has NO one we care about. Four argumentative repulsive dimwits find $50 million. They decide to steal it. Watching the four of them die in a hail of gunfire is the best we can hope for.
They are pursued by corrupt DEA agents, led by an argumentative repulsive dimwit. She wants to steal the $50 million for herself. Watching her and her corrupt henchmen die in a hail of gunfire is the best we can hope for.
The $50 million belongs to a drug dealer. Watching him and his goons die in a hail of gunfire is the best we can hope for.
And that's the film. We're watching in the hopes everyone gets what they deserve. Only there is no one trying to give it to them. There is no protagonist.
Three stars for the temerity to release a movie where Steve Gutenberg is the best actor in the cast. Minus one star for a screenwriter who doesn't know the basics of the craft.
Two stars.