Quite the apropos title, which reminded me a lot of "The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent", with lead Nick Cage, now far removed from his Ghost Rider, and National Treasure days, showing, as Rocky Balboa one opined, "he's still got a little something left in the tank". And indeed he does, as, a former Guvment' assassin with a disdain for authority, an estranged daughter, and a precocious Granddaughter, finds himself having to put a plan together to "save the cheerleader, save the world", er, (sorry), off the myriad of inept baddies sent by the stumbling, bumbling cartel diversity hire Donny played by the never menacing Jackie Earle Haley, and his female "boss", unironically named Hector, cuz, it's a scarier name than Griselda I guess, but, then, I digress.

Ron Perlman does a yeoman's job with what he is given as an enforcer with a gold plated heart as well as a soft spot for Othello and cute kids, at least, until they Cobra Kai him in the dangly bits, then all bets are off. Ernie Hudson continues on his Winston Zeddemore track, an affable sidekick, who, as one of the few flies amongst a plethora of buttermilk happily survives the third act, although battered and leaking slightly. Ashley Green, IMO REALLY needs make an appointment with Doctor Dubrow and company, because, each time she has a low angle close up, I find myself cringing at what appears to be some shoddy reconstruction in the nasal region. But, I could be wrong. If so, forgive me, and, make that appointment anyway. Lynn Whitfield and Joel David Moore play cat and mouse as more Guvment types, who, seem to be double dealing from the bottom of the deck, until one of them isn't, but they still come off as sleezy, especially wannabe Gubernatorial candidate Christopher, played with slippery ease by Rick Fox.

All in all, not a bad flick by any means, hitting all the right beats to scratch that reoccurring Nic Cage itch you may be experiencing.