Tyler Rake cheated the reaper twice. Now the bastard’s got a bill due, and it’s payable in lead and regret.

Chris Hemsworth is back as the Aussie wrecking ball, all scars and simmering fury, pulling a kid out of a cartel hellhole in what starts as another smash-and-grab… until it unravels into a soul-scorching vendetta. Golshifteh Farahani’s Nik Khan returns with that quiet storm energy, stitching wounds and dropping bodies like it’s Tuesday. Idris Elba’s Alcott lurks in the shadows, all smooth menace and unanswered questions—finally, we get the dirt on how deep his hooks are in Rake’s world. New blood like Adam Bessa as a desperate fixer adds grit, turning every alliance into a potential backstab.

Sam Hargrave cranks the chaos to eleven: one-take chases through Prague’s fog-choked alleys, a bridge collapse that feels like the end of days, and a mid-film gut-punch where Rake stares down his own ghosts mid-firefight. It’s not just bullets; it’s confessions whispered over fresh graves, redemption chased like a fix you know will kill you.

The fire’s back, alright—and it burns everything, including what’s left of Rake’s heart.

Verdict: 9.3/10 – Hemsworth’s best beatdown yet. Netflix, drop it yesterday.

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