Director Jesse Gustafson's feature-length debut embraces the hackneyed premise, diving headlong into stale material and forgettable fights. When terrorists attempt to kick-start a nuclear holocaust at the military base, Jake becomes the de facto leader of a ragtag group of cutthroats trying to quash the drone-led revolution. Only an upbeat, knife-slinging sociopath (Jon Brodsky) — here to make friends and taste blood — keeps this self-serious film from scowling itself into oblivion.
And in a film balls-deep with dick-swinging assassins, it's no surprise that there are only two women: a terrorist's sex toy and a killing machine who's introduced as a punch line. There's a mysterious tough guy locked in a solitary cell who'd be a great addition to the recon team. But, whaddaya know, a woman emerges. A badass girl? Don't worry, folks: Just because Vasquez (Teri Reeves) can kill a guy with her legs doesn't mean she's too good to make out with the hero in the middle of the mission. For a movie that literally says it's full of "a bunch of degenerate maniacs," humdrum Black Site Delta bombs.