Standard Jason Statham bang-bang-boom-boom-whack-whack-crunch-crunch fare. However, there is one imaginative plot-point to the movie. The Chinese mafia in NYC import a young girl from China due to her memory and mathematical skills—she can remember any number that she sees and can perform calculations really quickly—in order to avoid leaving a paper or digital trail. The little girl is their walking, talking, account book. This inventive point aside, there are enough directorial and screenplay holes to drive your grandmother through in a pram.
Watch for mindless action-entertainment, or if, like me, find something or the other appealing about Statham.