Jack Dwyer (Owen Wilson) and his family find the far flung country where they've made their home becomes life-threateningly dangerous after a bloody coup begins.
This preposterous family-in-peril thriller hurls Owen Wilson, Lake Bell and munchkin kids into a bloody Asian coup. As they’re hunted by faceless death squads, the tone becomes so apocalyptic you swear you’re watching a zombie movie in flip-flops, as if the mob’s been infected by an anti-American rage virus. Maybe that’s what John Erick Dowdle intended but his film exists in an overblown Taken fantasy world: at one point, Wilson ‘saves’ the kids by throwing them off a hotel roof. It’s that kind of movie. Pierce Brosnan’s mercenary comes to the rescue whenever the screenplay writes itself into a corner, chewing an accent caught somewhere between Sydney and Sidcup.
At times the tone becomes so apocalyptic you swear you're watching a zombie movie in flip-flops, as if the mob's been infected by an anti-American rage virus.