When two CIA agents are captured in South America, the men of SEAL Team Seven are mobilised. Soon they're on board a US assault ship in the South Pacific contemplating a strike against a noxious drug cartel and, possibly, al-Qaeda as well.
A celebration of US Navy SEALS, starring actual combat personnel, this is — not unexpectedly — the most unflinchingly patriotic war movie since The Green Berets, with one-dimensionally heroic Americans fighting the Wars On Drugs and Terror by blowing away foreign scum who want to torture women and bomb children (the baddies are a Muslim terrorist and best pal a Jewish Russian drugs smuggler). The script — without apparent irony — prefaces a quote from Mussolini with “a wise man once said”, and trots out more clichés than Hot Shots! Part Deux to the point that its panegyric to the military must seem comical even to right-wing flag-saluters. Less convinced audiences might note the authentic military lingo and body language but regret the feeble plot, wooden acting and mostly unimpressive action.
Another reason to avoid films endorsed by the US military, this is sub-propaganda tosh that inadvertently plays like Hot Shots: Part Trois. Unrecommended.