Ryan Kwanten swaps vampire drama for pure vengeance mode as Jake Atherton: ex-special forces, fresh out of prison after avenging his murdered family, and now the perfect ghost for Section 8, a black-ops kill squad that answers to no one. Dermot Mulroney’s slick suit pulls the strings, Dolph Lundgren growls orders like a grizzled war dog, and Mickey Rourke shows up looking like he just crawled out of a whiskey barrel to drop cryptic wisdom and chew scenery. Then Scott Adkins walks in, and the movie remembers it’s allowed to have fun: bone-crunching fights in rain-slicked parking lots, warehouse massacres with zero mercy, and roundhouses that deserve their own zip code.

It’s 98 minutes of glorious B-movie chaos: neon-soaked stakeouts, suppressed gunshots popping like punctuation marks, and a betrayal twist that hits harder than Adkins’ heel to your jaw. Yeah, it’s clichéd as hell, but when the action’s this tight and the cast is clearly having a blast, who cares?

If you miss the days when straight-to-video meant “pure adrenaline with a side of crazy,” Section 8 is your new guilty pleasure. Lock and load.

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