Buckle up for this B-movie blizzard: Scott Eastwood’s Joe Travers and Willa Fitzgerald’s Lara, rogue spy sweethearts gone off-grid, hole up in a snowy cabin with a hot flash drive—until intel goons crash the honeymoon. Sylvester Stallone’s Chester, a smirking hitman with more growl than grace, leads the pack, while Mike Colter’s Orlin adds volatile heat to the hunt. Directed by Michael Polish, it’s Bourne on a budget: Ohio faking Poland, accents wobbling like skis on ice, CGI chases flickering like faulty flares.

Eastwood’s rugged charm and Fitzgerald’s fiery edge keep the double-crosses watchable—bar brawls burst with grit, knife fights slice through snowdrifts—but the plot’s a tangled trapline, tripping over “who betrayed who” twists. Stallone chews cabins like cigars, Colter simmers, but clunky lines (“We’re Alarum now!”) and abrupt ends scream sequel bait. Visually? Crisp winter whites, but the explosions? Meh.

Guilty-pleasure fodder for action addicts—heart in the heist, chaos in the cold. 3.3/10 IMDb, 0% RT critics, but fans dig the romp. Streaming Jan 17 on VOD. Cozy up… if you dare.

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