Hardcore Henry

The camerawork is impressively nutty and it moves like nobody's business, but it's ultimately just a wind-up toy, and once it's done going in its tedious circles, there's not much left for anyone who can vote and doesn't subsist on Red Bull.

This first-person-shooter extravaganza has little purpose besides showing what happens when a GoPro is strapped to a series of stuntmen as they run through their repertoire of extraordinary action moves.

Light on plot, high on braindead action, it turns out there's a reason hardly any films are shot in first-person view - it's just not a very good idea.

Hardcore Henry is nauseating, twice over.

A mostly dreadful piece of would-be #viral #content disguised as an action film.

It is pummeling. It is punishing. It is nauseating and headache-inducing.

The gimmick is tiresome after the first act and ultimately there's nothing to grasp here dramatically, emotionally or even superficially as a fun action flick.

Naishuller's presentation begins to numb the viewer about midway through, leaving us hungry for the story's few remaining kernels of plot instead of another of its chaotic set pieces.

It's undeniably fun to watch for action lovers, but don't think about Hardcore Henry too much, or else everything else will fall apart.

... Hardcore Henry reads like any other actioner and at various points within the movie it could have fallen into that trap. Through the use of layered storytelling, clever timing, and a competent cast, Henry never gets boring or, worse, exhausting.